Happy Mother's Day...

I hope you all had a Happy Mother's Day if you are a mother. I hope you remebered to tell your daughter's Happy Mother's Day. If you aren't I hope you honored your mother. If your Mother is no longer with us, I hope you honored someone elses's mother or a woman who was never able to have children. If your mother was a piece of crap, I still hope you told her at least thank you for giving you life...I hope your partener's honored you for just being a wonderful women, as we all are. Blessed Be to all of you...

Did you know?

This *click here* pisses me off.

I do not believe for a freaking second anything the Bush Administration says... growwwwwwwwl.

** MY cool Discovery of the Day:
Check out this blog... Hypnocrites... FABULOUS Political Vision!!
(** cartoon published with permission ~ courtesy of David Honig )
Then of course there is this:
I love this Sheriff...

"On Wednesday night, Arpaio's posse fanned out across the desert, looking for illegal immigrants being smuggled on state highways and local roadways. In the past six weeks, Arpaio's operation has jailed 146 undocumented immigrants, including 12 smugglers.
Arpaio said Wednesday that he hoped his agency's efforts would be a deterrent, with illegal immigrants and smugglers realizing they're going to jail.
"They have to get the message and stop coming over here," Arpaio said. "Do it legally."

Now on to my other new soapbox...
Our Govt. "seems" tipping off the Mexican Govt. regarding the activities of the Minute Men. Of course they deny it.
The Minute Men Blog is quite an interesting read.

Rant....Rant...in the words of John Lennon...
Strange Days indeed...

Everybody's talking and no one says a word
Everybody's making love and no one really cares
There's Nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs.
Always something happening and nothing going on
There's always something happening
cooking and nothing in the pot
They're starving back in China so finish what you got.
They're starving back in China so finish what you got.

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed...strange days indeed.

Everybody's runnin' and no one makes a move
Everyone's a winnerand no one seems to lose.
There's a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu.
Everybody's flying and no one leaves the ground
Everybody's crying and no one makes a sound.
There's a place for us in movies you just gotta stay around.

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed...most peculiarMama.

Everybody's smoking and no one's getting high
Everybody's flying and never touch the sky
There's Ufo's over New York and I ain't too surprised.

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed
Most peculiar, Mama....

**NOTE: I am in no way a predjudiced person. I have 2 grandchildren that are half Mexican. Dale is half Mexican. (*Dale and his family prefer the term Mexican to Hispanic...They are proud of their Toltec/ Chi-wa-wa:) ancestry) His mother immigrated to the U.S. in the late '40's as a young woman. She busted her rear end to provide her children with a decent home environment. BUT...she did it LEGALLY. She will be the first one to spew in her still _very broken English:

"Send them back to Mexico...The good one's will immigrate legally. No matter how long it takes."
Along with some other explicit comments in Spanish. You wanna hear someone rant about this imigration/illegal issue?

You should hear her.

By the way...do you watch Dr. Phil?

DR. PHIL WAS CONDUCTING A GROUP THERAPY SESSION WITH FOUR MOTHERS...
HE TOLD THE YOUNG MOTHERS
"YOU ALL HAVE OBSESSIONS".
TO THE FIRST MOTHER, HE SAID, "YOU ARE OBSESSED WITH
EATING... YOU'VE EVEN NAMED YOUR DAUGHTER CANDY."

HE TURNED TO THE SECOND MOM. "YOUR OBSESSION IS WITH
MONEY... AGAIN, IT MANIFESTS ITSELF IN YOUR CHILD'S NAME, PENNY."

HE TURNS TO THE THIRD MOM. "YOUR OBSESSION IS ALCOHOL,
THIS, TOO, MANIFESTS ITSELF IN YOUR CHILD'S NAME, BRANDY."

AT THIS POINT, THE FOURTH MOTHER GETS UP TAKES HER LITTLE
BOY BY THE HAND AND WHISPERS, "COME ON DICK, WE'RE LEAVING.

May Your Days be Interesting...

Tally HO!! Onward...

Party...Party...Party!!

Well crud...I thought if you got drunk that alligators would be nicer. They seem like a partying kind of bunch don't they?

Study: Alligators Dangerous No Matter How Drunk You Are | The Onion - America's Finest News Source

Who, What Where and Why?

This is a picture of The Elk Creek Meanders in Idaho's Stanley Basin. One of the most beautiful places you could ever see. It is about 3 hours from me.
The town of Stanley is routinely the coldest place in the U.S. in the winter.
There are a ton of natural hot springs all over.


Can you guess who said this?

"To live is to choose. But to choose well, you must know who you
are and what you stand for, where you want to go and why you want
to get there."

I'll give you another clue tomorrow.
Can you guess why I am asking? Give it a shot...

My letter from the Universe today:

"You know how the wind, no matter how blustery, remains as silent as it is invisible, until it meets with leaves, and kites, and flags, and such? Well, Clance', it’s exactly the same with the manifesting forces that make dreams come true, until they meet with expectation. And right this second, they're whirling all around you, my little chiquita.
Happy Monday - The Universe

**NEWS FLASH * WEATHER ADVISORY ~ This week's forecast will be marked with buoyant optimism scattered throughout the land (especially over Boise) with intermittent bursts of hope, faith and euphoria that are expected to create numerous high pressure cells ideal for dreams coming true. So get on out there, Clance', and soak up those manifesting rays; it's going to be gorgeous.

Thoughts become things... choose the good ones!"

JEESH!! I LOVE Mike Dooley. You can get a Daily Note from the Universe too.
His Adventurer's Club is too much fun. He also has a lot of really neat free e-cards. There is never any spam, and the Adventurer's Club and Forum is a ton of fun and very inspiring. It is one of my favorite sites on the Web.

Gotta go. I have ton of things to do today. I am determined to finish the last of the painting I started awhile back. We got our new furniture and I can arrange it until the painting's done. I should probably douche out my house while I am at it too.
I get way too distracted by shiny objects way too easily I guess.
I am having Denise do a new template for the Church for me. The way I am motivating myself to finish is , as soon as I have all my other projects done... I get to play with what I want to do at the Church.
I am so like a little kid. I just want to play all day right now. It was a long ,rough winter. I am still recovering from Hell.**

**Update on Dale: Dale's hell still continue's in a lot of ways. He is still in a lot of pain all the time. His energy lever is nil. He is sleeping most of the time right now, catching up and healing from the ordeal. The Ribaviron stays in his system for 6 months. BUT at least the psych effects from the Interferon and Ribaviron combo are getting better every day. I am seeing some of the "guy I fell in love with" a little more every day. He is not near as cranky, and we even went 7 whole days without a disagreement of any kind (other than our political oppositional stands about George dummer-n-IQ60-ya. ** ).
Life is beginning to get back to normal in tiny bits every day.

!!Yippee!!

...Tally HO!!

Twin Falls, ID-duh-ho

I found (**borrowed) some beautiful pictures today of Twin Falls Idaho, where I was born. I will be adding a link to Idaho Blogs of note to my blog here soon. There are some really good ones out there. I found these pictures on an Idaho Blog called Sister Chicks Rule. It is a team blog that I wasn't able to comment on. BUT just in case they find the link to the picture with the linkback, E-MAIL ME PLEASE!!!! Go to my profile and I will email
you right back. I think we are in the same neighborhood, sort of. I recognized your house. I would love to meet with the "Idaho Bloggers" in the area for coffee once a month or so. That would be so cool. Let me know if any of the rest of you "here in I-Duh-ho" Blogger's would enjoy that....
If you're one of those "asshole / self - righteous / of course we control the vote" I-duh-ho-an's that just wants to push your agenda, don't bother to contact me.
I already know enough of your type and I do not want to be your friend.

Oh no...I am doomed.

Dang! (click here) I knew something was wrong with me.

Thursday's Monday Photo Shoot

My dear freind Antonette has a cool thing going on at her blog, called Monday Photo Shoot.
Here are the directions, stolen word for word from her blog, Jottings from Jersey, by me.

Your Monday Photo Shoot: Snap some shots of the birds around you. Whether they're out your window or in your house as pets, let's see some pictures of your fine feathered friends. You can take new shots or use old ones -- but try not to use shot you've already used before. Also remember that although it's called the Monday Photo Shoot, you can put up pictures on Tuesday, Wednesday or even Thursday morning and still have them part of the roundup on Thursday afternoon.
If you aren't already aware, Antonette has one of the best NASCAR blogs aroun...
Unrestricted: My NASCAR Rants and Raves. Antonette has also built a beautiful Memorial Website to Dale Earnhardt Sr, She is an Earnhardt Fan Always 3 Lady of the Blogoshere. Check out all her sites. Each is unique and wonderful. Her personal blog Jottings from Jersey, has always got a meme or two on it. She is just a lot of fun.

Here is a Red Hawk that was flying above my house night before last. I am elusively chasing my wild canary's again this year...They are shredding the screen on my office window to make a nest in the tree just off my window sill. I will get some pictures. I am determined. They are a bit of a challenge. They just don't sit still and they are fast.

6 Weird Things about Me.

PJ tagged me with the 6 weird things about me meme. I laughed when she did, as I thought this would be an easy meme because, there are a lot more than 6 weird things about me.
I think weird is a compliment.
The definition of weird is:
weird (wîrd) pronunciation
adj., weird·er, weird·est.
1. Of, relating to, or suggestive of the preternatural or supernatural.
2. Of a strikingly odd or unusual character; strange.
3. Archaic. Of or relating to fate or the Fates.
n.
1.
1. Fate; destiny.
2. One's assigned lot or fortune, especially when evil.
2. often Weird Greek & Roman Mythology. One of the Fates.
tr. & intr.v., weird·ed, weird·ing, weirds.
Slang. To experience or cause to experience an odd, unusual, and sometimes uneasy sensation. Often used with out.
[Middle English werde, fate, having power to control fate, from Old English wyrd, fate.]
weird'ly adv.
weird'ness n.
SYNONYMS weird, eerie, uncanny, unearthly. These adjectives refer to what is of a mysteriously strange, usually frightening nature. Weird may suggest the operation of supernatural influences, or merely the odd or unusual: “The person of the house gave a weird little laugh” (Charles Dickens). “There is a weird power in a spoken word” (Joseph Conrad). Something eerie inspires fear or uneasiness and implies a sinister influence: “At nightfall on the marshes, the thing was eerie and fantastic to behold” (Robert Louis Stevenson). Uncanny refers to what is unnatural and peculiarly unsettling: “The queer stumps … had uncanny shapes, as of monstrous creatures” (John Galsworthy). Something unearthly seems so strange and unnatural as to come from or belong to another world: “He could hear the unearthly scream of some curlew piercing the din” (Henry Kingsley).
Thesaurus -
adjective
1. 1. Of a mysteriously strange and usually frightening nature: eerie, uncanny, unearthly. Informal spooky. See fear/courage, usual/unusual.
2. Deviating from the customary: bizarre, cranky, curious, eccentric, erratic, freakish, idiosyncratic, odd, outlandish, peculiar, quaint, queer, quirky, singular, strange, unnatural, unusual. Slang kooky, screwball. British Slang rum, rummy2. See usual/unusual.
3. Causing puzzlement; perplexing: curious, funny, odd, peculiar, queer, strange. See usual/unusual.
I also consider the word strange to sometimes be a compliment.
strange (strānj) pronunciation
adj., strang·er, strang·est.
1. Not previously known; unfamiliar.
2.
1. Out of the ordinary; unusual or striking.
2. Differing from the normal.
3. Not of one's own or a particular locality, environment, or kind; exotic.
4.
1. Reserved in manner; distant.
2. Not comfortable or at ease; constrained.
5. Not accustomed or conditioned: She was strange to her new duties.
6. Archaic. Of, relating to, or characteristic of another place or part of the world; foreign.
adv.
In a strange manner.
[Middle English, from Old French estrange, extraordinary, foreign, from Latin extrāneus, adventitious, foreign, from extrā, outside, from feminine ablative of exter, outward.]
strange'ly adv.
SYNONYMS strange, peculiar, odd, queer, quaint, outlandish, singular, eccentric, curious. These adjectives describe what deviates from the usual or customary. Strange refers especially to what is unfamiliar, unknown, or inexplicable: All summer I traveled through strange lands. Peculiar particularly describes what is distinct from all others: Cloves have a peculiar aromatic odor. Something that is odd or queer fails to accord with what is ordinary, usual, or expected; both terms can suggest strangeness or peculiarity: I find it odd that his name is never mentioned. “Now, my suspicion is that the universe is not only queerer than we suppose, but queerer than we can suppose” (J.B.S. Haldane). Quaint refers to pleasing or old-fashioned peculiarity: “the quaint streets of New Orleans, that most foreign of American cities” (Winston Churchill). Outlandish suggests alien or bizarre strangeness: The partygoers wore outlandish costumes. Singular describes what is unique or unparalleled; the term often suggests a quality that arouses curiosity or wonder: Such poise is singular in one so young. Eccentric refers particularly to what is strange and departs strikingly from the conventional: His musical compositions were innovative but eccentric. Curious suggests strangeness that excites interest: Americans living abroad often acquire a curious hybrid accent. See also synonyms at foreign.
Thesaurus -
adjective
1. Deviating from the customary: bizarre, cranky, curious, eccentric, erratic, freakish, idiosyncratic, odd, outlandish, peculiar, quaint, queer, quirky, singular, unnatural, unusual, weird. Slang kooky, screwball. British Slang rum, rummy2. See usual/unusual.
2. Causing puzzlement; perplexing: curious, funny, odd, peculiar, queer, weird. See usual/unusual.
3. Of, from, or characteristic of another place or part of the world: alien, exotic, foreign. Archaic outlandish. See native/foreign.
The adjective strange has 4 meanings:
Meaning #1: being definitely out of the ordinary and unexpected; slightly odd or even a bit weird
Synonym: unusual
Antonym: familiar (meaning #2)
Meaning #2: not known before
Synonym: unknown
Meaning #3: being or from or characteristic of another place or part of the world
Synonyms: alien, exotic
Meaning #4: not at ease or comfortable
Ok. I fit a great deal of those definitions and descriptions.
1. I read all magazines backwards first, and then from front to back.
2. I love a good dill pickle and peanut butter sandwich.
3. I cannot swim at all. Terrified of it.
4. I LOVE to jet ski, canoe and kayak.
5. I love teeter-totters.
6. I think Patchouli is the very best smell in the world.
Dale came up with a few others but I told him:
“There are just some things they don’t need to know.”
He replied:
“ You don’t want them to know your Dale Jr. collection is bigger than your Tony collection, do you?”
I bristle.
“ Shhhh. Only because there are more cool Jr. cars available.”
I lift one eyebrow and look him straight in the eye…
“And we are not even going to bring up the Gordon cars, now are we?”

By the way…look what UPS brought me today.

Dumber than a rock?

I am back finally! I felt like I was gone forever! Jeesh...I missed my blogs.
I have a new "Clance can be dumber than a rock" story. (*keep in mind I talk to rocks. I don't think they are dumb at all. They make me money. I am going to be nice to them forever. I think I need to be dumber than something else. A post. Yeah... now what kind of a post?) Oh wait...can't be a post either, because then posting to a blog would be dumb. Ok, well sometimes maybe...
Dumber than a ?? Help me come up with the perfect word.
Dumb, does not mean I am dumb. I am not. I have a very high IQ. I am also very Aquarian. The astrological flower of Aquarius is the daffodil, which is also where the word "daffy" comes from. The definition of daffy is silly in an amusing or harmless way. Sometimes annoying to people to tend to be a bit anal. *giggle*
My daughter Alaina is a hairdresser. A very anal hairdresser too. That makes for perfect cuts.
She has been wanting to cut my hair for a while. It was getting really long and I couldn't do much with it because it is fine and I am pretty low maintenance. The last year, my hair has been even more of an issue. I would fix it, hot flash and then have to fix it again, along with my makeup. I would hot flash, sweat and it would all be gone.
I let her cut it. It's a great cut for me, kind of funky and I can do several things with it and still pull it up when I am 300 degrees inside of myself and rising...we also have jet ski's and I need to be able to pull it up then. I bought on of the flat irons to do it with. She assured me it was easy and I would like it. I tried and tried to get my hair to do the little splayed out thing. Tried and tried and tried. I got frustrated because it wasn't doin anything like it should have. I call Alaina and told her she was going to have to show me how. She came over today to show me. She said show me what you are doing. I showed her how I was using it. She said "Well, your doing it right Mom, perfect in fact."
"You just have to turn it on first."
That did help, by the way.

OW.

PORTLAND, Ore. - An Oregon man who went to a hospital complaining of a headache was found to have 12 nails embedded in his skull from a suicide attempt with a nail gun, doctors say.
Surgeons removed the nails with needle-nosed pliers and a drill, and the man survived with no serious lasting effects, according to a report on the medical oddity in the current issue of the Journal of Neurosurgery.
The unidentified 33-year-old man was suicidal and high on methamphetamine last year when he fired the nails - up to 2 inches in length - into his head one by one.
The nails were not visible when doctors first examined the man in the emergency room of an unidentified Oregon hospital a day later. Doctors were surprised when X-rays revealed six nails clustered between his right eye and ear, two below his right ear and four on the left side of his head.
The study did not say how long the nails were, and a hospital spokeswoman refused to release that information. A photo published in the study suggests the nails range from 1 1/2 to 2 inches long.
No one before is known to have survived after intentionally firing so many foreign objects into the head, according to the report, written by Dr. G. Alexander West, the neurosurgeon who oversaw the treatment of the patient.
The man at first told doctors he had had a nail gun accident, but later admitted it was a suicide attempt.
The nails came close to major blood vessels and the brain stem but did not pierce them. The patient was in remarkably good condition when he was transferred to Oregon Health & Science University in Portland, where the nails were removed.
The patient was later transferred to psychiatric care and stayed under court order for nearly a month before leaving against doctors' orders.

The Dorothy Parker Society

Here are some audio clips of Dorothy Parker reading her own works at age 71. Her personal and public life was one of high society, controversy, addiction, joy, pain and tragedy.
Dorothy Parker Society
I wonder if she ever knew how great she was, or how many people adored her during her life. I know she knows now...so many people still adore her. She has inspired me onward during many a tough time in my life.
One of my other favorite quotes of Dottie's is:
I should never have put all of my eggs into one bastard.

Almost Full Moon

I took this picture this evening a little after midnight. It has been raining here forever so I have not been able to take any night pictures. I wanted to share this one. It came out pretty cool. Taking pictures at night is one of the "nurturing" things I do for my Self.
I have a lot of pictures to upload from the last month or so. It seems every time I try, I am not able for one reason or another. Blogger issues I imagine. I know there have been a lot of problems, but I have been here a very long time, and tho it takes awhile when they do have a problem, they always fix it. I am so glad Bab's blogs are back and no harm except frustration have happened.

The Church of the Great Oval: NBC Dateline “sting” aimed at NASCAR

The Church of the Great Oval: NBC Dateline “sting” aimed at NASCAR

On my garden santuary wish list...

I love yard work and gardening and Spring. I have created my own little santuary in the backyard. Peaceful, private...my little haven.
I love elves and fairies. I have found the sweetest most beautiful and realisistic little guys for my garden. Elves that really speak to both my and Dale's hearts and personalities. There are quite a few of them. I think I will treat myself to them one at a time...No, on second thought, I need them all at once. Take a look at them and some of the other fine and unique objects of delight here.
Make sure you check out the cute little weanie babies while your there too.

Spaceports

Check this out! My dream is to go up in space. There is a lot of information on space ports and travel on this blog. I loved it.
Spaceports

Plum Village, Hypnosis and Song of the South!

WARNING!! Do not read this if you do not want to be hypnotized?

Today is the last day of Dale's treatment! Yee haw!! Yahoo!! Yippity Skippity!
Zippity DOO DAH! Skippity AYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!

**sing along with me now....**

Wonderful Feeling! Wonderful DaAAAYYY!!!!
Now that song will be stuck in your head all day now.
That's right...very good...and you will have a happy day today, won't you?
yes...yes..you are.
Aren't you now?

Now... that you are all happy go here and vote for Tony Stewart.



Have a fabulous day!!

HELLEWWWWWW?

Dear All:
Still alive.
2 more days left til end of treatment. Yay!
Go here,
It's where I am when I am not sorting through my ruins or in the Emergency room with Dale.(yes he is fine)
More later....'
ME.

The Planet of Unreality

Regarding your comments to my previous post:
Of course, I took pictures. The one thing about having an obsession with cloud formations is I miss something cool when I don't have my camera. Therefore I have my camera with me at all times. It is like my wallet.
Of course I had a little chat with the Manager and then I called the OWNER. I called the owner not only in regard to the disaster I walked into, but also had a little chat regarding the attitude of of his young manager. I will be meeting with the owner tomorrow. He can negotiate something with me here, as long as it is on my terms. If not, we are going to court.
Here is a pretty good George Dumr-n-ya article.
I love Eugene Robinson...

The Planet of Unreality

T.O...C.U.

An inside look into my life ...

RRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOAAAAAAAARRRRR!!!!

So I went to my storage unit this morning....and well... let's just say I am not happy camper and the manager of the place that I have paid $145.00 a fucking month to store my stuff safely for nearly 2 years knows it.
It has only been a little over a month since I was there last.
I opened my door .... the smell hit me...and there was mold all over the walls. All over my stuff.
AND there were also MICE droppings ALL OVER.
Needless to say I got a moving truck my stuff all out of there and in my back yard and I will be sorting through it non stop til I am done, working off my RAGE.
I probably won't post here again until Monday, unless I need to do some more venting. I will be posting at The Church tho as it is Bristol weekend and I need to do my scope's and another movee of the week about my NASCAR Men of Daring vs. The Aliens. If you haven't seen all of the saga, you can do a search of the blog posts on Aliens and it will catch you up to where we are.

Buh-bye for now.
Chin up....Tit's out.

Jealous of the Moon and RX Issues

Well...I was going to try to post some pictures of my before and after and the progress I have made, but I guess the picture uploading issue isn't resolved. So again, another day. I got some really cool cloud pictures I wanted to show too. Maybe I will upload them somewhere else and post the link later on today, if I get the time.

I heard this song a few weeks ago on the radio. You know how you hear a song and it hits you and you love it? How it sings to your soul? I have only heard it a few times ever. I guess this group is really popular and the song has been out for awhile. Somehow I had never heard it.
It reminds me of me, it reminds me of you, and it reminds me of all of us at some point in our lives. I burst into tears the first time I heard it.
It's a beautiful song. I finally found all the lyrics.

"Nickel Creek "

"Jealous Of The Moon"

Tryin' on a brand new dress
But you haven't worn the old one yet
You've come too far
To turn around now

You've given up the good fight
You're as strong as anyone
You're back where you started from
I see you're back where you started from

Starin' down the stars
Jealous of the moon
You wish you could fly
Just being where you are
There's nothin' you can do
If you're too scared to try

Drag your pretty head around
Swearin' you're gonna drown
With a beautiful sigh
And a river of lies
Starin' down the stars

Jealous of the moon
You wish you could fly
Just stayin' where you are
There's nothin' you can do
If you're too scared to try

Why don't you call me,
I could save you
Together we'll find a God
we can pray to
That'll take you by the hand

I hate to see a friend of mine
Laughing out loud
When she's crying inside
But you've got your pride
Starin' down the stars
Jealous of the moon
You wish you could fly
But you're stayin' where you are
There's nothin' you can do
If you're too scared to try

You're starin' down the stars
Stayin' where you are
You're jealous of the moon
But there's nothing you can do
If you're too scared to try


I like this song a lot too:

Fill your heart with light
Allow it to find you
Surrender your fears,
your pain and your tears.
Fill your soul with light
Allow it to guide you
To your true self
Don't be afraid to let go. ~ Francine Aubrey

As I cruise the Blogosphere, I am noticing a lot of people with Health Insurance issues. Not enough money to pay for meds that are needed to live their daily lives.People are going without. How many people actually die because they couldn't but their meds, I wonder. I don't think that would be listed on the death certificate as the cause of death, do you?
It makes me sick that a country like the United States of America even has a tiny issue with this, let alone a HUGE one.
I hate George Bush. I can't wait til he is out of the Presidency. Did I ever tell any of you that? AND no, DUBYA, the media did not create my opinion for me or influence me. I said when you were cheated into your position, that our country was going to Hell, cuz maybe YOU are the Anti- Christ. You have done nothing yet to prove my theory wrong. You continue to validate my thoughts.
The IRS wants to sell our personal information. To protect us.
OH GOODY!! NEATO!! Thanks Big Brother!!I don't know how I would manage my life without all those other people having my information.
I am in the wrong freaking buisness I guess.
Our personal tax information is already processed by people outside of the country. Our Federal Govenment is so helpful, and thoughtful to provide jobs to others by outsourceing more jobs. We have way too many jobs here in the US now, anyway. Nobody in the US needs that money to live on. GRRRRRRR.

Oops...got sidetracked from Goodness and Light...
Here is a resource that is awesome. I hope this info helps someone. They have programs that fit for everybody.
Free Medicine Foundation brings together America's pharmaceutical companies, doctors, patient advocacy organizations and civic groups to help low to mid-income, uninsured patients get free or nearly free prescription medicines. Its mission is to increase awareness of and enrollment in existing patient assistance programs for those who may be eligible. Through their website, Free Medicine Foundation offers a single point of access to more than 500 public and private patient assistance programs, including more than 150 programs offered by pharmaceutical companies. To learn more visit www.FreeMedicine.com or call 1-573-996-3333 to request a free application.
Thank Canada a little for this, by the way.

I am off to my storage shed to sort though stuff, and bring a load home. I hate going to my storage. I have have things in there for 2 years in May. It's time to sort through it and move on... More about that another day.
I am debating on having a yard sale. Sometimes is is worth it and sometimes not.

Tally HO!! Onward!!
Tits up, Chin out!!