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Monday, November 22, 2004

Today's events

I stayed in bed most of the day. I got up to answer the phone. I think Mom feels the need to call every Monday. She wanted to tell me that I could hitch a ride with my sister when I come down for Thanksgiving. Then she thought that I might need an oil change. I said I would have to check the mileage. I never seen anyone so hyper over my oil changes. I desired to bring down my Halloween decorations to exchange for my Christmas decorations. My sister might not want all my boxes in her car. I asked about Grandma. Mom says she is normal some days (normal for Grandma) and other days she is out of it sleeping all day. Mom said her blood pressure drops suddenly, and unfortunately, Dad is not concerned. He carries on as usual, then again my parents grew in that ancient time period where emotions were never shown. I try to tell Mom that just because Dad does not constantly show his emotions does not mean he does not feel them. He copes differently from Mom. Mom also said Grandma desperately needs to be in a nursing home because walking is getting more difficult for her. I guess she is a worse wobble weeble.

In other news, I went back to bed to rest until about 4 when my tummy got hungry. I put on a sweatsuit and got my mail. I got a newsletter from an animal shelter I sponser a pet at (I found out about the no kill shelter in the Oprah Magazine). It asked for more money. I swear you donate once and they keep begging for more. I got a catalog for educational books from a book publisher. Don't know where that came from. The books were mostly how to make it in show business. Don't know what mailing list I got put on. The third piece was holiday address labels from my former car insurance company. I bet Daddy gave them my address. I got a Halloween card from them too.

I watched Oprah's great holiday giveaway for teachers. The news came next. An 18-year-old was arrested for the 10-year-old boy who was killed by a hit-and-run driver. A friend of his called the police 6 hours after the accident. By then it was too late to test if he was driving under the influence of marijuana. People are outraged that all the charges were misdemeanors. The boy's funeral was today. The police defended there was not enough evidence for felony vehicular homicide charges and declared it was just an accident. Yeah, sure, running a red light and hitting the boy on the other side was an oopsy moment. The pot was found at the man's house when he was arrested. Now the street light the boy was under was turned off so the city council decided to spend $250,000 to study the effects of dark streets on safety issues. I prefer they spend that money paying the electric bill to turn the street lights back on. And we elected these people.

Other issues on the news were the ongoing battle to keep religion out of schools by way of keeping the Creation Theory verses Evolutionary Theory from being taught. My high school science teacher found an easy way to avoid the debate. He skipped that part of the text book. It wasn't until a new state law stated teachers had to bring up other religious theories besides the Christian one if we innocent children were to hear about the Creation Theory. That was fun. Ancient Greeks, Ancient Eyptians, and Native American ideas in addition to that Christian theory were introduced before the dreaded Evolutionary Theory was told. My favorite was the world sat on the back of a giant turtle. I can't remember which Native American culture believed that. If I may be blunt about devoted Christians clinging to the Creation Theory for dear life, I will just say this: There was a time when the Pope in Rome during the Renaissance ordered people burned as heretics for disagreeing with Christian theories. One heretic dared to say the earth revolved around the sun instead of the sun, moon, and stars revolving around the earth as the Christians believed. Today, we know Pope whoever was wrong and Copernicus was right all along. I learned that part in college.

Another news story reminded me of a customer returning a car to my coworker. The man came to Iowa to hunt deer. He and his buddies hunted for days without killing a single deer, until they hit one with their car on the way here. My coworker burst out laughing. The customer was not amused. He did not say if they put the road kill in the trunk, just filled out an accident report and took his receipt. I guess only nonhunters think that as funny. I was amazed the Wisconsin derrhunter murders made it to the national news level.

I sit alone in my apartment watching the miniseries North and South. The books are just as good. I love Patrick Swayze. Post later. Bye, Bye.

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