Movies I watch over and over...well not day after day but you know.
Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil (Kevin Spacey, Jude Law)
All That Heaven Allows (Rock Hudson) (an oldie but a goody..the movie not Rock)
Waking Ned Devine (David Kelly)
Dr Zhivago (Omar Sharif, Julie Christie)
The Great Escape (Steve McQueen)
Play Misty for Me (Clint Eastwood)
Brubaker ( Robert Redford)
Barefoot in the Park (Robert Redford, Jane Fonda)
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (Robert Redford, Paul Newman)
The Hot Rock (Robert Redford)
The Last Castle (Robert Redford, James Gandolfini)
The Electric Horseman ( Robert Redford..again..sensing a pattern here?)
Funny Farm (Chevy Chase)
Coneheads ( Dan Akroyd, Jane Curtain)
Double Indemity (Fred McMurray, Barbra Stanwyck)
About A Boy (Hugh Grant)
Four Weddings and a Funeral (Hugh Grant)
Miracle (Kurt Russel)
Backdraft (Kurt Russel, Billy Baldwin, Robert DeNiro)
One Flew Over the Coocoos Nest (Jack Nicholson)
To Kill A Mockingbird. (Gregory Peck, Mary Badham)
National Lampoon's "Vacation" Films (Chevy Chase.)
The Holiday (Cameron Diaz, Kate Winslet, Jude Law, Jack Black)
Good Morning Vietnam (Robin Williams)
One Hour Photo (Robin Williams)
The Birdcage (Robin Williams)
Disturbia ( Shia LeBouf)
Transformers ( Shia LeBouf)
Pirates of the Caribbean Trilogy ( Johnny Depp, Orland Bloom)
In America (Paddy Constatine)
Life Is Beautiful (Roberto Begnini)
Monty Python and The Holy Grail (John Cleese)
House of D (David Duchovny)
Mel Brooks Silent Movie
Young Frankenstein (Gene Wilder)
Same Time, Next year (Alan Alda, Ellen Burstyn)
The Time Machine (Guy Pearce)
Frequency (Jim Caviezel, Dennis Quaid)
Pay it Forward (Helen Hunt, Kevin Spacey)
The Edge (Anthony Hopkins, Alec Baldwin)
A Perfect World (Kevin Costner, Laura dern, Clint Eastwood)
My favorite tv shows:
Bones
Dirty Jobs
Mythbusters
CSI-Vegas
Nip/Tuck
Robot Chicken
PBR...(no not Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer...it's Professional Bull Riding)
Nurse Jackie
Weeds
The Tudors
and even though these are no longer on, I watch reruns over and over:
Stargate SG-1 with Richard Dean Anderson (not Ben Browder)
Angel (David Boreanaz)
Judging Amy (Amy Brenneman, Tyne Daly)
Frasier (Kelsey Grammar, David Hyde Pierce)
Will and Grace ( Eric McCormack, Debbie Messing)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Sarah Michelle Geller)
Friends ( Courtney Cox, Matt LeBlanc, David Schwimmer...)
On the BBCAmerica channel:
The Graham Norton Show
No longer on BBC:
Coupling
Not Going Out
Robin Hood
Movies that are not necessarily favorites but I will watch if there is nothing better on..
25th Hour...Edward Norton
Mr. Brooks... Kevin Costner
Eagle Eye... Shia Lebeouf
Switchback... Dennis Quaid
Never Been Kissed...Drew Barrymore..good family film teaches kids that differences in people are ok.
The Bear... another good family film..very little, if any dialogue.
To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything. Julie Newmar...Patrick Swayze
Little Children (Not for children)... Kate Winslet, Patrick Wilson
Transformers Shia Lebeouf
Disturbia
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Just stuff
Just stuff
August 20, 2008 Wednesday 12:48 p.m.
If you need a chuckle...check out these websites...it is hilarious.
http://www.kittywigs.com/
I saw this on "The Graham Norton Show", and had to look for it. Just to see if it was real and it is. Enjoy!
And if you want to see some funny bumper stickers, pins, magnets..etc....check this out....
http://www.northernsun.com/
some of the anti Bush stuff is really funny..
http://www.catsthatlooklikehitler.com/
I saw this on Graham Norton show last night. If you have an extended cable plan, Graham is on the "BBCAmerica" channel. He is British and extremely funny.
As always, I welcome any comments, i'm always interested in what others are thinking.
August 20, 2008 Wednesday 12:48 p.m.
If you need a chuckle...check out these websites...it is hilarious.
http://www.kittywigs.com/
I saw this on "The Graham Norton Show", and had to look for it. Just to see if it was real and it is. Enjoy!
And if you want to see some funny bumper stickers, pins, magnets..etc....check this out....
http://www.northernsun.com/
some of the anti Bush stuff is really funny..
http://www.catsthatlooklikehitler.com/
I saw this on Graham Norton show last night. If you have an extended cable plan, Graham is on the "BBCAmerica" channel. He is British and extremely funny.
As always, I welcome any comments, i'm always interested in what others are thinking.
About me...
I want to let you get acquainted with me a bit more..although I am not going to into my childhood that much..it was a normal, little girl growing up in 1950's, 1960's, 1970's...the only tv shows for kids that were on, were on Saturday morning. Our tv, yes one tv, got maybe 4 or 5 stations. No Sony Play Stations, Nintendo, Internet, or computers. My "fun" was roller skating, bike riding and listening to my radio or record player. For you younger folks that are saying "what's a record player?" We used to have these vinyl discs that had grooves in them and when you put them on a spinning wheel like plate and rested an "arm" that contained a "needle", the vinyl music disc would play. First we had monotone then we graduated to stereo. WOW!! I saw the development of tape recorded music, (which I imagine was around long before our small town saw it)...eight track tapes, cassette tapes, cd's and dvd's.Not to mention Mircrowave ovens, refrigerators that had ice and water in the door, computers. (After I was married we had one of the very first home computers, a Commodore 64. We played Space Invaders and Pong on it.) I walked home from school, at times over a mile in the cold and snow or rain or I would go stay with my mom where she worked until it was time for her to go home. (My mom dropped me off in the morning before she went to work.) And always with a pile of books. We didn't have back packs. I wasn't a very good student. I didn't try hard enough. It was all so boring. What I really wanted to do was take wood shop, but girls weren't allowed. Girls got stuck with Home Ec..either sewing or cooking. If I could go back and do it again, I would. Make a different life for myself.
I still sew to this day. I have made clothes for my kids when they were small. When my daughter was in junior high, she took theater classes. What was called Drama class when I went to school. She was in the play " Legend of Sleepy Hollow". I made her and one of the other girls in the play a 18th century period dress. You know the kind..long, to the floor flowing skirt...They turned out really nice. And I got credit in the play program. Then, when my daughter was in high school and in the play " Much Ado about Nothing.", I made shirts for four of the actors.
I think my favorite and best school subject was art. Going to college wasn't an option. There just wasn't enough money. But no one told me if I worked hard enough at something, I could maybe try for a scholarship. That was in the day before women were encouraged to become doctors and lawyers. We were still relagated to nurses, teachers and secretarys amd of course housewives and mothers.
So after graduation, I worked at a restaurant as a busgirl..one who cleans off the tables...then went to work at Nestles', packing candy bars. I met my husband's sister there and she introduced him and me at the company picnic. I should have stayed home that day.
We were married four months later. Everyone thought I was pregnant..but I wasn't. My husbands dad was nice to me. My mother-in-law was a different story. She didn't like me. I don't know why. ( and she admitted she didn't know why..but she wouldn't have told me if she did..or she wouldn't have told the truth.) After spending 20 years of trying to get her like me and trying to figure why she didn't..I gave up. I just didn't give a **ck anymore.
Okay..change of subject.. at the end of July, 2001, my husband and I bought a motorcycle for our 25th wedding anniversary which was coming up in January. We wanted to be able to enjoy the bike before the snow hit. On September 13, 2001, we went for a ride out in the country, and on the way home, a woman in a chevy minivan, pulled out from her stop sign, causing us to hit her left front end of her van. We had the right of way. The collision threw us 15 feet, through the air, into a dirt field. My helmet came off and was found 10 feet away from me. My husband hit her van hood and windshield of her vehicle, then flew into a road sign post, did a half turn and landed on the ground. ( This was revealed to me about 4 years later.) He was pronounced dead at the scene. I was transported to the hospital by two ambulances...the first one was from a small town and wasn't really equipped for serious trauma, so they were met half way by an ambulance from my town and that one took me the rest of the way. An emergency tracheostomy was done (a tube that gets inserted in the front of the throat at the base by the collar bone from the outside)..because of neck trauma that caused swelling, putting in a breathing tube wasn't possible. After I arrived at the hospital, they cleaned me up and stablized me, let my children see me.. I was awake and alert..I told my son to call Grandma and Grandpa (husbands parents) but to drive to Grandma Dorothy's (my mom, and tell her. I knew she would try and drive up and I didn't want her doing that, she would be to upset besides she was 82 yrs old. I was flown by Lifeflight helicopter to a trauma center in Neenah an hour or so drive from my home. There I went through surgery. My left leg was broken in four places. My left arm broken in two places. All of my ribs were broken and I had a bruised lung and a collapsed lung. I spent a total of 36 days in the hospital, between recovery and Physical Therapy. After I was relased, I spent another 7 months having P.T. At which time...7 months to the day of the accident...April 13, 2002, I was back in the hospital..One of the steel plates in my leg had broken. Emergency surgery was required of course.
Then something bizarre happened..on the 13th every other month, something bad would happen.. And June 13, I had to have one of my dogs put to sleep. On August 13, my son was involved in a car accident. We missed October 13..(My daughter stayed home from school that day and we stayed inside). On November 13, my sister had a heart attack. Nothing happened in December and nothing has happened since.
In an earlier entry I said I had an idea of why I survived our accident and my husband didn't. There are actually two reasons..The first one is...(as I was told by a work companion of my husband)...the two of them were talking in my husband's cubicle at work...my husband leaned back in his chair, put is feet on his desk, and said "You know I have a pretty good life. I have a great wife, great kids, nice house. I love my job. I don't think it can get better then this." GOD saw this, laughed and said to himself.."Boy have I got a surprise for him." And BAM!! he was gone.
Now the second reason..In my husbands previous job, he did a lot of traveling, flying around the country. I think he should have been on one of those planes on Sept 11. But because he left his job and we had to move, he wasn't.
He was one of those types of guys that wouldn't just sit and let some terrorists take over. When we would watch films or documentary's about the holocaust,he would say.."why don't those people fight back? Instead of just lining up and standing there waiting to be shot. If you're going to die, you might as well die fighting." He would have been one of the group on that plane that went down in Pennsylvania, that decided to go out fighting.
I still sew to this day. I have made clothes for my kids when they were small. When my daughter was in junior high, she took theater classes. What was called Drama class when I went to school. She was in the play " Legend of Sleepy Hollow". I made her and one of the other girls in the play a 18th century period dress. You know the kind..long, to the floor flowing skirt...They turned out really nice. And I got credit in the play program. Then, when my daughter was in high school and in the play " Much Ado about Nothing.", I made shirts for four of the actors.
I think my favorite and best school subject was art. Going to college wasn't an option. There just wasn't enough money. But no one told me if I worked hard enough at something, I could maybe try for a scholarship. That was in the day before women were encouraged to become doctors and lawyers. We were still relagated to nurses, teachers and secretarys amd of course housewives and mothers.
So after graduation, I worked at a restaurant as a busgirl..one who cleans off the tables...then went to work at Nestles', packing candy bars. I met my husband's sister there and she introduced him and me at the company picnic. I should have stayed home that day.
We were married four months later. Everyone thought I was pregnant..but I wasn't. My husbands dad was nice to me. My mother-in-law was a different story. She didn't like me. I don't know why. ( and she admitted she didn't know why..but she wouldn't have told me if she did..or she wouldn't have told the truth.) After spending 20 years of trying to get her like me and trying to figure why she didn't..I gave up. I just didn't give a **ck anymore.
Okay..change of subject.. at the end of July, 2001, my husband and I bought a motorcycle for our 25th wedding anniversary which was coming up in January. We wanted to be able to enjoy the bike before the snow hit. On September 13, 2001, we went for a ride out in the country, and on the way home, a woman in a chevy minivan, pulled out from her stop sign, causing us to hit her left front end of her van. We had the right of way. The collision threw us 15 feet, through the air, into a dirt field. My helmet came off and was found 10 feet away from me. My husband hit her van hood and windshield of her vehicle, then flew into a road sign post, did a half turn and landed on the ground. ( This was revealed to me about 4 years later.) He was pronounced dead at the scene. I was transported to the hospital by two ambulances...the first one was from a small town and wasn't really equipped for serious trauma, so they were met half way by an ambulance from my town and that one took me the rest of the way. An emergency tracheostomy was done (a tube that gets inserted in the front of the throat at the base by the collar bone from the outside)..because of neck trauma that caused swelling, putting in a breathing tube wasn't possible. After I arrived at the hospital, they cleaned me up and stablized me, let my children see me.. I was awake and alert..I told my son to call Grandma and Grandpa (husbands parents) but to drive to Grandma Dorothy's (my mom, and tell her. I knew she would try and drive up and I didn't want her doing that, she would be to upset besides she was 82 yrs old. I was flown by Lifeflight helicopter to a trauma center in Neenah an hour or so drive from my home. There I went through surgery. My left leg was broken in four places. My left arm broken in two places. All of my ribs were broken and I had a bruised lung and a collapsed lung. I spent a total of 36 days in the hospital, between recovery and Physical Therapy. After I was relased, I spent another 7 months having P.T. At which time...7 months to the day of the accident...April 13, 2002, I was back in the hospital..One of the steel plates in my leg had broken. Emergency surgery was required of course.
Then something bizarre happened..on the 13th every other month, something bad would happen.. And June 13, I had to have one of my dogs put to sleep. On August 13, my son was involved in a car accident. We missed October 13..(My daughter stayed home from school that day and we stayed inside). On November 13, my sister had a heart attack. Nothing happened in December and nothing has happened since.
In an earlier entry I said I had an idea of why I survived our accident and my husband didn't. There are actually two reasons..The first one is...(as I was told by a work companion of my husband)...the two of them were talking in my husband's cubicle at work...my husband leaned back in his chair, put is feet on his desk, and said "You know I have a pretty good life. I have a great wife, great kids, nice house. I love my job. I don't think it can get better then this." GOD saw this, laughed and said to himself.."Boy have I got a surprise for him." And BAM!! he was gone.
Now the second reason..In my husbands previous job, he did a lot of traveling, flying around the country. I think he should have been on one of those planes on Sept 11. But because he left his job and we had to move, he wasn't.
He was one of those types of guys that wouldn't just sit and let some terrorists take over. When we would watch films or documentary's about the holocaust,he would say.."why don't those people fight back? Instead of just lining up and standing there waiting to be shot. If you're going to die, you might as well die fighting." He would have been one of the group on that plane that went down in Pennsylvania, that decided to go out fighting.
More about me...a continuation of previous page..
More about me
While I was laying in that empty field that I had been thrown into, a man who was fishing a short distance away, close enough to hear the crash, came running to my aide. I found out later that he is the son in law of my neighbors across the street. I met him about 4 years later and asked him how close was he to accident scene. He said "close enough to see you fly through the air and hit the ground." He told me he came running and having EMS experience, knew he couldn't touch me. He got to my husband first, as he was closer to him then to me but immediately knew there was nothing to be done. He saw him hit the post, do a half spin circle around the post and slide to the ground. The man (whose name I can't remember) then came to me.. he said I was laying on my stomach, with my face in the dirt, my left arm twisted backward and up over my head. My left leg under me, on a diagonal slant, from my left hip to my right shoulder, also twisted and my foot pointing up toward the sky at my shoulder. He said I was awake and alert and that I wanted to stand up. He had all he could do to keep me still. And when he wouldn't let me up I started swearing at him. He couldn't believe I was even alive much less awake. He very gently lifted my head just far enough to keep my face out if the dirt so I wouldn't suffocate. He said he called for help with his cell phone and I passed out just as the ambulance arrived. When I met him later on, he just kept shaking his head and saying he couldn't understand how I lived through it or that I was even walking.
Oh and the lady that caused the accident?....If I could talk to her, I'd ask her one question. What was she doing sitting at that stop sign for so long? when I think back about it, it's almost like she was waiting for us. I saw her sitting at the stop sign a good 12 or 15 seconds before we even got to the intersection. I know that doesn't seen like a long time but if she had gone when I first saw her, there wouldn't have been a problem. I heard she told the police the sun was in her eyes. It was after 1:00 in the afternoon and it was cloudy. Had the sun been out it would have been behind her. She had three kids in the car. My guess is she stopped at the stop sign, looked, didn't see us cause we hadn't rounded the curve in the road and come into her view right then, but got distracted by something..kids or radio or maybe lighting a cigarette or using a cell phone, and failed to look a second time. By the time she redirected her attention to the road, we were there. She pleaded guilty to the charge of "failure to yield the right of way" and was fined $125.90. NO I am not kidding.
So now you know the story of my life over the past 54years. I have had a surgery every year for the past 8 years (10 altogether as of Oct 2006, 14 since the age of 6) pinched nerves and such.. three on the left leg, two on left arm, two on left foot, two on the spine and one trachial repair...some of the problems are a result of the accident that weren't considered important enough to fix at the time but also from my arthrits, which disorganizes the small bones.. like the ones in your wrists and feet. The small bones in my wrists are so disorganized that I can not bend them. I have severed three tendons in my left wrist, because they rub over a bone that's not suppose to be there. And one severed tendon in my left foot. I know I will eventually end up in wheel chair and become a burden to my kids, my sisters. That will be the day I say goodbye. I am determined to not be a burden to anyone.
I am not usually a whiner about my personal problems, so you won't get pages of poor me complaints. I know there are alot of people that have worse problems then I do. When I see someone paralyzed from the waist or neck down, or have some sort of disease like Parkinson's or something like that.. and they still have the desire to go on, I think to myself "I don't know how they do it. If it was me, I wouldn't want to live like that."
While I was laying in that empty field that I had been thrown into, a man who was fishing a short distance away, close enough to hear the crash, came running to my aide. I found out later that he is the son in law of my neighbors across the street. I met him about 4 years later and asked him how close was he to accident scene. He said "close enough to see you fly through the air and hit the ground." He told me he came running and having EMS experience, knew he couldn't touch me. He got to my husband first, as he was closer to him then to me but immediately knew there was nothing to be done. He saw him hit the post, do a half spin circle around the post and slide to the ground. The man (whose name I can't remember) then came to me.. he said I was laying on my stomach, with my face in the dirt, my left arm twisted backward and up over my head. My left leg under me, on a diagonal slant, from my left hip to my right shoulder, also twisted and my foot pointing up toward the sky at my shoulder. He said I was awake and alert and that I wanted to stand up. He had all he could do to keep me still. And when he wouldn't let me up I started swearing at him. He couldn't believe I was even alive much less awake. He very gently lifted my head just far enough to keep my face out if the dirt so I wouldn't suffocate. He said he called for help with his cell phone and I passed out just as the ambulance arrived. When I met him later on, he just kept shaking his head and saying he couldn't understand how I lived through it or that I was even walking.
Oh and the lady that caused the accident?....If I could talk to her, I'd ask her one question. What was she doing sitting at that stop sign for so long? when I think back about it, it's almost like she was waiting for us. I saw her sitting at the stop sign a good 12 or 15 seconds before we even got to the intersection. I know that doesn't seen like a long time but if she had gone when I first saw her, there wouldn't have been a problem. I heard she told the police the sun was in her eyes. It was after 1:00 in the afternoon and it was cloudy. Had the sun been out it would have been behind her. She had three kids in the car. My guess is she stopped at the stop sign, looked, didn't see us cause we hadn't rounded the curve in the road and come into her view right then, but got distracted by something..kids or radio or maybe lighting a cigarette or using a cell phone, and failed to look a second time. By the time she redirected her attention to the road, we were there. She pleaded guilty to the charge of "failure to yield the right of way" and was fined $125.90. NO I am not kidding.
So now you know the story of my life over the past 54years. I have had a surgery every year for the past 8 years (10 altogether as of Oct 2006, 14 since the age of 6) pinched nerves and such.. three on the left leg, two on left arm, two on left foot, two on the spine and one trachial repair...some of the problems are a result of the accident that weren't considered important enough to fix at the time but also from my arthrits, which disorganizes the small bones.. like the ones in your wrists and feet. The small bones in my wrists are so disorganized that I can not bend them. I have severed three tendons in my left wrist, because they rub over a bone that's not suppose to be there. And one severed tendon in my left foot. I know I will eventually end up in wheel chair and become a burden to my kids, my sisters. That will be the day I say goodbye. I am determined to not be a burden to anyone.
I am not usually a whiner about my personal problems, so you won't get pages of poor me complaints. I know there are alot of people that have worse problems then I do. When I see someone paralyzed from the waist or neck down, or have some sort of disease like Parkinson's or something like that.. and they still have the desire to go on, I think to myself "I don't know how they do it. If it was me, I wouldn't want to live like that."
Still more favorites....
Favorite foods:
Medium rare Black Angus Rib Eye Steak basted with A1 sauce before and during broiling or grilling.
Crisp but not burnt bacon and fried eggs, over easy.
Baked Potatoes with butter and sour cream
Strawberry shortcake piled high with real whipped cream
Barbecued Baby Back Ribs
Baked Potato Soup. Without bacon.
My own homemade potato salad, cole slaw, baked beans and chili.
I like sour cream in my home made chili. It help cuts the spice.
Favorite Authors:
Janet Evonovich
Stephen King ( sometimes)
Alex Kava
Mark Nyganen
Medium rare Black Angus Rib Eye Steak basted with A1 sauce before and during broiling or grilling.
Crisp but not burnt bacon and fried eggs, over easy.
Baked Potatoes with butter and sour cream
Strawberry shortcake piled high with real whipped cream
Barbecued Baby Back Ribs
Baked Potato Soup. Without bacon.
My own homemade potato salad, cole slaw, baked beans and chili.
I like sour cream in my home made chili. It help cuts the spice.
Favorite Authors:
Janet Evonovich
Stephen King ( sometimes)
Alex Kava
Mark Nyganen
Pet peeves...
In case you don't know what the word "peeves" means...these are things that frustrate me...or just generally make me angry.
People that go to the grocery store, stand in the middle of the aisle, blocking the aisle with their cart, so a person can't pass either way while they stand there and can't make up their minds about what they want, and ignore the "excuse me". I want to yell" GET THE HE** OUT OF THE WAY!!" (He** wasn't the word I wanted to use but people would really be offended by the actual word.)
People that park in a handicapped space when they are not handicapped. You know who you are. It's against the law to hang a handicapped placard on the rear view mirror or have a handicapped license plate, if the handicapped person is NOT with you. And parking in the handicapped space and letting the actual handicapped person sit in the front seat while you run in doesn't count or just because you drive an elderly relative around a couple of times a week does not give you the right to use the handicapped space when they are not with you. And when they are with you, leaving them in the car while you run in doesn't count. If you are healthy and do not need assistance to walk and the handicapped person with you is not getting out, park in a regualr space. You can get ticketed by the police if someone reports you.
People that won't speak proper english. Da = the: Dat = that...etc...it makes you appear childish and immature, And why would anyone want to do that? It's not funny.
People who move here from a foreign country and won't learn the language. It makes me want to shake them and yell " YOU LIVE IN AMERICA. LEARN AMERICAN!!" We as a society should NOT have to learn their language to accomodate them. They chose to live here. LEARN THE LANGUAGE!!!!!!! I'm not saying they can't speak their native language in the privacy of their own home or teach it to their children as a second language but when they are out in public at the store or dealing with an american speaking person..at least learn the words you need to know to get the job done. And don't rely on your school age child to learn it and then try and teach it to you. There are english as second language classes available. Use them!
Parents that can't teach their children the basic manners. Please, thank you etc., teach them to have respect for rules and the law. Teach them that there are consquences for their actions, when they choose to break the rules. Simple rule folks...if you say no to your child..stick to it..regardless of how much they protest. I know that a lot of parents today have to work, sometimes two jobs and it's easier to give in to a whining child then it is to argue with one, but believe me, if you start with the word no from the beginning, and you don't waver and dont give in, they will know that when they ask to go to a party at the age of 16 and you say no, they'll know that no means no. NO ARGUMENTS!
People that go to the grocery store, stand in the middle of the aisle, blocking the aisle with their cart, so a person can't pass either way while they stand there and can't make up their minds about what they want, and ignore the "excuse me". I want to yell" GET THE HE** OUT OF THE WAY!!" (He** wasn't the word I wanted to use but people would really be offended by the actual word.)
People that park in a handicapped space when they are not handicapped. You know who you are. It's against the law to hang a handicapped placard on the rear view mirror or have a handicapped license plate, if the handicapped person is NOT with you. And parking in the handicapped space and letting the actual handicapped person sit in the front seat while you run in doesn't count or just because you drive an elderly relative around a couple of times a week does not give you the right to use the handicapped space when they are not with you. And when they are with you, leaving them in the car while you run in doesn't count. If you are healthy and do not need assistance to walk and the handicapped person with you is not getting out, park in a regualr space. You can get ticketed by the police if someone reports you.
People that won't speak proper english. Da = the: Dat = that...etc...it makes you appear childish and immature, And why would anyone want to do that? It's not funny.
People who move here from a foreign country and won't learn the language. It makes me want to shake them and yell " YOU LIVE IN AMERICA. LEARN AMERICAN!!" We as a society should NOT have to learn their language to accomodate them. They chose to live here. LEARN THE LANGUAGE!!!!!!! I'm not saying they can't speak their native language in the privacy of their own home or teach it to their children as a second language but when they are out in public at the store or dealing with an american speaking person..at least learn the words you need to know to get the job done. And don't rely on your school age child to learn it and then try and teach it to you. There are english as second language classes available. Use them!
Parents that can't teach their children the basic manners. Please, thank you etc., teach them to have respect for rules and the law. Teach them that there are consquences for their actions, when they choose to break the rules. Simple rule folks...if you say no to your child..stick to it..regardless of how much they protest. I know that a lot of parents today have to work, sometimes two jobs and it's easier to give in to a whining child then it is to argue with one, but believe me, if you start with the word no from the beginning, and you don't waver and dont give in, they will know that when they ask to go to a party at the age of 16 and you say no, they'll know that no means no. NO ARGUMENTS!
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