At least something happened...

I have heard more partisan whining in the last two days about Obamacare and the apocalyptic ramifications to follow such a horrifying law being signed and I have decided to put in two cents, at least.

First, at least the White House has finally done something they said they would. I have waited for action and now I have seen something come of it. Remarkably, something was accomplished with a stubborn, almost childish minority that has roadblocked everything they could get their hands on.

Second, is this really going to be the end of the world, really? I understand why conservatives are afraid of the government controlling too much. In most cases I agree with them. But The White House set out to give 45 Million people insurance. 1) It looks like their only going to get about 32M of them so the analysis of the Government controlling everyone is a little overstated and 2) the people whining about this already have insurance, so what's the big deal? The world is going to hell in a hand basket, but I don't think it is because big, bad Obama and his socialist health care law of death is what's driving us there.

Two more cents:

What is driving us there is the utter hatred men have for their own kind; Ignorance and Want....hmmm where have I heard that before (your mind-bender for the day)? Men are ignorant to the people around them, their lives and backgrounds and they want something from them without learning about them. Thus spring forth a hatred that cannot be cured by law or Executive Order.

In my opinion, the only thing that will save this country is a quality education for every soul on this earth, a sound understanding and tolerance of one another....and a possible swift back hand to the next person who whines about this country but isn't man enough to get his butt of the couch and do something as simple as vote.

Rambling Update

Largest, run-on update on life commencing now: As most are now aware, Salena is 13 weeks pregnant with our first lil' one...due on Sept. 25, if it's a boy I am totally screwed because I am about to receive a life's worth of payback for the terror I concocted as a child, If its a girl, I am totally screwed because I am already planning to spoil her in ways that I child should not be spoiled (not kidding, I have looked into prices for ponies)

Recently the wife and I spent a few days in SoCal for the Themed Entertainment Association Summit and Gala; which Next Generation Creative produced...Day 1 was spent at Disneyland enjoying what felt like warm weather to us; then actual work followed



Salena looked absolutely amazing in her gown, so it has been decided to take her to more events that require such beautiful, formal attire

















The NGC Team












The event was a huge success, but as all good things do - it came to an end and we made our ways back to Idaho to find a rather unfortunate situation for someone - but humorous for us


....and of course, our most recent trip to Salt Lake for the St. Patrick's Day Jazz game















...update over, run-on; complete.

Love me tomorrow

My mind can understand a lot of things.

I have a pretty good grasp on business, politics, interpersonal communications, finance, economics, sociology (this is starting to sound like a song) as well as religion. I can read people fairly well and can very easily understand many different points of view. But I do not understand love.

I do not understand why it is so hard to love, or to be loved. I don't understand why it is so fragile.

I do not understand why the mind and the heart cannot work together (it seems to me that this would be for everyone's benefit), and why there never seems to be common footing for the two.

I don't understand the damages of love that has been neglected or abused or the lasting effect of those damages.

I don't understand love and intimacy; and why someone decided to think that it was game that can be reset.

I don't understand. But I lie awake at night looking at the only thing I love. Hoping that I can be enough, say enough and understand enough to be loved in return. I stare at the minutes on the clock as the night slowly ticks away and pray: Please God, let her love me tomorrow.

I don't feel bad

Back by popular demand...

Ignorant Hoodlum: How much are these?

Me: $1.98

IH: (Hand over a dollar) There's one.

(pause)

IH: I say we call it good.

Me: I say you try again.

IH: Fine...(Hands over some change)

IH: What's that?

Me: 75 cents.

IH: Well how much more I need?

Me: What's 98 - 75?

(Pause)

IH: (With defiant attitude) That good?

Me: That's 15 cents. What's 75 + 15?

IH: (With Disgust) Here's a dime, keep the change. G** D***! Why you gotta be such a %$^&? Let's get outta hur!

Me: (Casually yells to them on their way out) Be cool, stay in school!

Don't worry, I am not usually this abrupt to people who can't count. But this kid had already offended every other person in the store with his language and gestures and rather than asking him to leave, I thought it might be more affective to make him feel like an idiot.

Some days, I do love my job.

Busy getting stuff done

In response to Tuesday's elections, President Obama related that "People are angry and they're frustrated. Not just because of what's happened in the last year or two years, but what's happened over the last eight years."

There you have it, out of the mouth of our elected leader we....wait, what?

The people of Massachusetts have been stewing in fury for eight years that they waited until their beloved democratic senator died so they could stick it to the man, by voting Republican? I don't understand. Perhaps the President will explain it to me.

"We were so busy just getting stuff done and dealing with the immediate crises that were in front of us, that I think we lost some of that sense of, of, you know, speaking directly to the American people about what their core values are...I think that, you know, what they've ended up seeing is this feeling of remoteness and detachment."

So busy getting stuff done? Like what? The 158 media interviews during the last year? The 411 speeches to speak to us to remind us what our core values are? Don't insult me. Perhaps the feelings of remoteness and detachment comes from the fact that Americans are still out of work, out of money and tired of watching you walk the dog on 20/20. Being the President is hard work, work that I do not envy. There are very advanced problems in this country that will take some time to solve. I would rather you just say, 'We're not their yet' instead of blaming it on my anger and being out of touch with all the work you have already done.

Not pulling the punches

Conan, in a very funny-yet hard blow to NBC, listed is show on Craig's List. This is another great joke that will surely rally the support from his fans. But I can't imagine NBC will appreciate this.

But it is pretty clear he doesn't care.

Reversing Time

Well I guess there is hope for us yet. Scientists have turned back the doomsday clock back a minute.

What shall I do with the new-found extra time I have.