Resigns Sarah Palin She Did You Know. Ducks?

Like what do you think of the news you know that Sarah we are like on a first name basis already she doesn't know but do think about her resigning as governor of Alaska and not like she is moving to Russia or anything and she sure did show them a thing or two about and her kids you know they shouldn't have done that that is just wrong and two million dollars nothing so you know she had to but it was a senseless baseless attack and then her children it just has to be a point she looks good don't you think and the four people were watching her I was horrified they didn't even react what language do they speak in Alaska you know so it was time for the point guard to take the ball by the horns and make the call do you know her number so you know now she will have time there was two years left in her term but for the kids and Tigger so now she doesn't know you know what she will do but the lower forty can give her time to make to contributions eight this moment in time what time zone is Alaska are those ducks and geese in the background someone get my gun and now she will have the flexibility to wasn't she a cheerleader you know do all the things that need to be done now this moment because she can do a back flip and those are just lame ducks so I won't need my gun you know so never mind and so you know should all lame ducks just resign so there are no more politicians as usual or politics either because she can make a difference this moment in time this is her moment and the point guard can't dribble it all away especially if she's lame so you know this is a good thing not looking back no time you know this is the moment in time that she was looking forward to now and then before so her friends shouldn't feel bad her kids you know what they did so this is a great time for the country.

Accomplish Something Special

I must confess, but don't tell him, that I am quite impressed with what Andrew has accomplished over the last year or so. In January of 2008 his weight was up to about 275. He looked heavy but he carried it well because he worked out and was basically healthy. His only health problem was that his blood pressure was a little high.

Well, as you can see in this photo, he has gone through a rather dramatic transformation. His weight now - 175 pounds. His blood pressure - normal. This is a huge deal and rarely does anybody have success like this. And when I talk to him about his habits he tells me that he is working out, eating normal and feels great. He laughed and said that in his mind he still sees himself as fat and is surprised when he looks in a mirror. Although when he buys new clothes, which he has had to do a couple of times now, he feels really good.

There is a lesson here for all of us who want to change something about our lives. Change starts with a simple decision. Andrew didn't look for a pill. He didn't have an operation. He didn't blame his mother or me. He took personal responsibility for his situation and made a decision that he wanted to change, apparently he also believed that he could change, and then, not in a day, not in a week, or a month, but over the next year he made the same decision again everyday and until, now, he barely recognizes himself when he looks in a mirror. Little by little, ounce by ounce, he worked toward his goal. There were no bands playing when he lost a pound. Nobody held a parade. He simply worked hard all by himself and persevered daily until, 100 pounds later, he knows exactly what it feels like to have accomplished something very special. He is special.

I hope that you email him and let him know that you have seen his picture and share his joy! (I am glad, however, that there is no sound track with this photo. Karaoke Andrew? Are you singing in Korean?)

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I hate parents who brag about their brats!

One thing I absolutely hate is when people write in a blog and spew vomitous verbiage about how wonderful their snotty little smelly kids are. I hate it! Ohhhh, my daughta is sew pretty, they snort down their noses. Gag, choke, sputem. Phlegm! As if her nose doesn't look like one big wart and aren't her eyes crossed? Hey lady, I got better hair on my back than she has on her head. And oh yeah, I hate it when they say, "Oh my little girl, she is the smartest person ever born." Throw up! She ain't all that! You're lucky if she can match her shoes when she dresses. "Oh special day! They're both white sneakers!" And when they really suck at something like exponentiation or algebrethication, or stuff, they always make lame excuses. "That teacher doesn't like my princess just because she farts whenever she has to do work on the board. Its not fair. Beans are part of our culture." The coach didn't like my angel. She missed the audition because we were stuck in the drive-thru lane at MacDonalds. My food-sucking hole of off-spring needs to eat french fries. Its a medical necessity." Listening to it all the time makes me physically sick. And then we blog it, post it on facebook, twitter it and spam it. Get over it all ready. They are lying little evil monsters. All they will ever do is get your hopes up like they would actually amount to something and then they shove their fat little hands down your throat squeeze their greasy little fingers around your barely beating heart and rip it from your chest. Then as your vision goes grey and gradually black, the last thing you see is their smilling little face as they say, "Oh, I forgot to tell you I need money for a mandatory field trip or I will have to repeat the 8th grade again and it will be all your fault!" Arrrrgh!

FYI: Tonight was Katy's athletics award ceremony and she recieved two awards - MVP of the volleyball team (she was the captain of the team too) and also the top female student athlete of the year for the entire school.Is that phlegm on your shirt?

I made it home yesterday. It was either Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday, but don't ask me what time it was or is. It's dark outside. How's this for confusing. I took off at 8:20 in the morning and arrived in Miami at 8:30 in the evening of supposedly the same day. I flew for 24 hours in between. I think it is time for a new watch.

Oh, yeah, Andrew was discharged from the hospital. So now we will probably not ever hear from him again. But he is good. A couple of follow-up appointments are scheduled but are just routine to check on liver function.

Good night. Good morning?

Employment Op for Debbie

Here is an elementary school I pass by walking from the subway to the hospital (about a thousand miles). Doesn't it look exactly like an elementary school? If you miss Andrew, Debbie, I heard they are hiring!

Seouleung

On the way to the hospital to see Andrew this morning I stopped off at a memorial park I pass by every day. I hoped that since its Sunday I would be able to sneak in without having to buy a ticket. No such luck. They nailed me for 1,000 wan (85 cents). Oh well, it was another beautiful extremely well maintained park. I suppose it was worth it.

It amazes me how much care and maintenance goes into everything. The gardens and walkways were immaculate. The first photo shows the 'palace' where the workers preparing the site for the entombment of King Seongjung and his queen lived. The inset shows the inside of the building, constructed about 650 years ago. They would have replaced it by now but are still paying on the negative amortizing mortgage.About 100 feet above the workers 'palace' is the actual burial mound with ol' King Seounjung himself. The very large guardian statues are a symbol of his great wealth. Apparently his reign was a prosperous one for Korea. I wouldn't know about that, but it wasn't so properous for poor Seongjung who died at the sprightly age of 37 years! He had 3 wives and an unknown number of consorts - hmmmm, wonder what he died from?

Andrew Had Stones

From what I have been able to piece together so far Andrew had very big stones. Gigantic stones. He doesn't any more. Now he doesn't have any stones at all. They removed them. Poor kid will now have to go through life without any stones. Here is a picture of one of them.