Have you ever had one of those feelings that you really should not have awakened in the morning? I did that yesterday and missed writing. During the whole day, I just did not feel complete or full filled.
The day started with me being in some kind of stupor (not stupid... that goes without saying). I just could not get my head off the pillow; nor could I open my eyes for any specific length of time. My mind was awake, but my poor body was not. I lay in bed thinking, "It's time to get up!" I heard revilie, my mother shouting at me, even thought I felt cold water on my face. Still no reaction; I was glued to my bed with my eyelids shut. I knew I had arms and legs, but they did not work. What was my problem?
I had worked all weekend with my head lower than my butt ( not in it!). Bending over and doing the work on the floor of my daughter's house seemed to have taken its toll on me. Or maybe I was stuck in a real life version of "Groundhog Day" and I was Bill Murray's character. I kept dozing, waking, trying to move... dozing, waking, trying to move.
Finally, I succeeded in moving and my body slung itself over the edge of the bed, and my eyes opened as I was able to roust my bones from their aperture and get them perpendicular with the floor. It was a feat of both physical and mental strength. I felt good on the edge there, but still I had to become fully erect and gain the ability to put one foot in front of the other and march into the kitchen for a cup of joe.
My mind was not fully functional as I made a usual breakfast of a ham sandwich on toast, coffee and some grapes. I looked at (note I did not say read) the AZ Republic and played the morning news show in the background, not really caring about any event that happened outside the four walls of my humble abode the night before or early in the morning.
I teetered to the living room and turned on the flat screen to gaze at some TV that I had recorded over the weekend. The show went by fast and I can't really tell you what I watched. I do know, though, that my eyelids again betrayed me, and I felt compelled to return to the comfort of my bed. I had a choice... bed or pool. I could go float out in the pool, or I could crawl back betweeen the sheets. One offered soft gentle rocking, the other a cool breeze. After much cogitation on the matter, I decided that bed would be better as I would not have the peril of rolling into the deep end of the pool and being possibly being fished from its clutches. Three hours went by quickly and quietly.
When I awoke from what seemed like a long winter's nap, I drove to the airport and picked up my second born who was returning from a weekend of debauchery in Chicago with her friends. She had not forgotten Ol'Dad... She and my surrogate daughter had gone to Giordanos before they parted in Chi Town and the youngest of the fruit of my loins brought back enough stuffed pizza to satisfy a craving for a while.
My day ended with those old feelings of remorse for the day being put in their place. Amazing how a good slice of pizza makes the day seem better.
Doughnut
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Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Let's Set the Record Straight
The state of Arizona is hotter than usual right now, and not because of the climate. Well, at least not the weather climate. The oven was turned up on Arizona as a place to reside last week when Governor Brewer signed Senate Bill 1070 into law.
1070 is a law that is almost verbatim of federal law that calls for an enforcement of illegal immigration. What is does is, it gives police the tools to look at illegal immigrants who violate other laws of the state. For instance, an officer pulls over a speeding vehicle and asks to see the driver's license of the driver. The driver gives the officer the license and the officer writes a ticket. The license serves as proof that the driver is legal. End of stop.....Unless there is also an overloaded car, meaning there are 12 people in a car for 6. Now, the officer can ask to see the identification papers for the others. The officer finds that none of them have any ID, now there is a problem for them, and the driver.
Another scenario: An officer is driving down the street and sees a man just walking, not breaking any laws. Can the officer stop him and ask to see some identification? NO! The officer does not have a "reasonable suspicion" that the man is doing something illegal or is here illegally.
Seems simple, right? An officer can only question someone on their immigration status when they are doing something that is ILLEGAL! So, Maria, walking her children, CANNOT BE STOPPED and questioned! To me (yes, I am a white Anglo), this seems pretty cut and dried.
And the Federal Government already has this law in place. It just refuses to enforce it. From the President on down, NOTHING is being done about illegal immigration. This is tantamount to having a speed law and doing nothing, or maybe ignoring burglars, or, how about this...Kidnappers, rapists, and killers. What is the use of having a law if it is not going to be enforced? When you tell your kids, "NO!" and they do something, you better be ready to back it up with some punishment, or they will take advantage of you and get out of control.
That is what has happened. Illegal immigration is out of control. Now it is tough putting the genie back in the bottle.
Mexico has come out and pounded Arizona on the law. It has told its citizens to stop visiting here. (One of our citizens recently visited Mexico, and was stopped and searched without probable cause or reasonable suspicion over 20 times within 50 miles of the border.) Let me set the record straight. There is not a problem with Mexican tourists, only those who come through Mexico, cross the border illegally, then become a burden on Arizona because the FEDERAL GOVERNMENT says that these criminals have the right to get free medical care, free food, free housing. It is not free, Arizonans pay for it. And our state is broke.
People in Chicago, Illinois have protested against our new law. (Which is not yet in effect.) The City of San Francisco passed a law that it will not do business with companies who have ties to AZ, nor will its officials travel to AZ. These two areas do not see the problem, but then again, they do not have a population of almost a half a million illegal immigrants. (And, I think these two cities have enough on their plates with crime, etc. Heck, one alderman in Chicago asked the Governor of Illinois to send the National Guard to get crime under control!)
Today comes news that illegals are going to move out of Arizona. Let me recommend they go to one of two places: San Francisco or Chicago. Then let's see what happens when the shoe is on the other foot.
As for me? I'm boycotting tequila.
Doughnut
1070 is a law that is almost verbatim of federal law that calls for an enforcement of illegal immigration. What is does is, it gives police the tools to look at illegal immigrants who violate other laws of the state. For instance, an officer pulls over a speeding vehicle and asks to see the driver's license of the driver. The driver gives the officer the license and the officer writes a ticket. The license serves as proof that the driver is legal. End of stop.....Unless there is also an overloaded car, meaning there are 12 people in a car for 6. Now, the officer can ask to see the identification papers for the others. The officer finds that none of them have any ID, now there is a problem for them, and the driver.
Another scenario: An officer is driving down the street and sees a man just walking, not breaking any laws. Can the officer stop him and ask to see some identification? NO! The officer does not have a "reasonable suspicion" that the man is doing something illegal or is here illegally.
Seems simple, right? An officer can only question someone on their immigration status when they are doing something that is ILLEGAL! So, Maria, walking her children, CANNOT BE STOPPED and questioned! To me (yes, I am a white Anglo), this seems pretty cut and dried.
And the Federal Government already has this law in place. It just refuses to enforce it. From the President on down, NOTHING is being done about illegal immigration. This is tantamount to having a speed law and doing nothing, or maybe ignoring burglars, or, how about this...Kidnappers, rapists, and killers. What is the use of having a law if it is not going to be enforced? When you tell your kids, "NO!" and they do something, you better be ready to back it up with some punishment, or they will take advantage of you and get out of control.
That is what has happened. Illegal immigration is out of control. Now it is tough putting the genie back in the bottle.
Mexico has come out and pounded Arizona on the law. It has told its citizens to stop visiting here. (One of our citizens recently visited Mexico, and was stopped and searched without probable cause or reasonable suspicion over 20 times within 50 miles of the border.) Let me set the record straight. There is not a problem with Mexican tourists, only those who come through Mexico, cross the border illegally, then become a burden on Arizona because the FEDERAL GOVERNMENT says that these criminals have the right to get free medical care, free food, free housing. It is not free, Arizonans pay for it. And our state is broke.
People in Chicago, Illinois have protested against our new law. (Which is not yet in effect.) The City of San Francisco passed a law that it will not do business with companies who have ties to AZ, nor will its officials travel to AZ. These two areas do not see the problem, but then again, they do not have a population of almost a half a million illegal immigrants. (And, I think these two cities have enough on their plates with crime, etc. Heck, one alderman in Chicago asked the Governor of Illinois to send the National Guard to get crime under control!)
Today comes news that illegals are going to move out of Arizona. Let me recommend they go to one of two places: San Francisco or Chicago. Then let's see what happens when the shoe is on the other foot.
As for me? I'm boycotting tequila.
Doughnut
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Still the One!
If you would allow me to expound on my valentine.....
I have been married to my wonderful wife for 35 years this August. We were together another 2 years before that, so I guess we have been together a total of 37 years, or roughly 67 percent of our lives. How has she stood me?
I mean, she has been wonderful, and I, at times, have not been. I definitely won the lottery with this one. If you read my upcoming book, "Growing Up Doughnut" (which, by the way, is in the editing faze) you will find that women have played a big part in my life. I dated several girls who were all wonderful people and who I remember with great fondness. None of them, however, was as wonderful as the girl who swept me off my feet with her long hair, gorgeous smile, and sense of humor.
I can still remember the night I fell for her. I had gone back to Eureka College to beg the administration to let me in for a third time. After a successful meeting and promise that I would stay until I graduated, I went to a party on campus and there I saw this fantastic looking brunette who had hair past her waist. I asked her if she would like to "...go on a slow ride on a fast motorcyle...." (Pretty smooth, you think?) And we went for a ride around Lake Eureka on my 750 Honda.
The next day at breakfast I told her boyfriend that if he did not treat her right, I would come back and take her away. Come July, I got a scented letter in the mail from her, and we were on! Phone calls all summer, trips to Chicago, and two weeks alone without other students at the beginning of the year sealed the deal. I guess you could say I stole her!
I am constantly in love, still. She is all I think about when we are away from each other, and I can't wait to see her at the end of the day when she comes home from work. We still linger when we kiss, and no one hugs like she does.
Happy Valentine's Day, My darling!
Doughnut
I have been married to my wonderful wife for 35 years this August. We were together another 2 years before that, so I guess we have been together a total of 37 years, or roughly 67 percent of our lives. How has she stood me?
I mean, she has been wonderful, and I, at times, have not been. I definitely won the lottery with this one. If you read my upcoming book, "Growing Up Doughnut" (which, by the way, is in the editing faze) you will find that women have played a big part in my life. I dated several girls who were all wonderful people and who I remember with great fondness. None of them, however, was as wonderful as the girl who swept me off my feet with her long hair, gorgeous smile, and sense of humor.
I can still remember the night I fell for her. I had gone back to Eureka College to beg the administration to let me in for a third time. After a successful meeting and promise that I would stay until I graduated, I went to a party on campus and there I saw this fantastic looking brunette who had hair past her waist. I asked her if she would like to "...go on a slow ride on a fast motorcyle...." (Pretty smooth, you think?) And we went for a ride around Lake Eureka on my 750 Honda.
The next day at breakfast I told her boyfriend that if he did not treat her right, I would come back and take her away. Come July, I got a scented letter in the mail from her, and we were on! Phone calls all summer, trips to Chicago, and two weeks alone without other students at the beginning of the year sealed the deal. I guess you could say I stole her!
I am constantly in love, still. She is all I think about when we are away from each other, and I can't wait to see her at the end of the day when she comes home from work. We still linger when we kiss, and no one hugs like she does.
Happy Valentine's Day, My darling!
Doughnut
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