This picture of a teary-eyed politician almost makes me feel sorry for him. NOT!!!!
I honestly don’t think this guy is crying because he feels guilty… I think he’s crying because he got caught.
Forgive me in advance, but I’m going to go off for a second.
I get so damn tired of these cheaters (both men and women) who act like we should all just forgive and forget when they get caught. It’s funny how most politicians who cheat are the same who are all about “family values”… where the hell were their values when they were bedding down with strangers????
I have had many arguments with friends over this opinion, but I believe once a cheater… ALWAYS a cheater.
Vote for that!!!
I’ve put off blogging about smoking because I didn’t want to it to come back to haunt me like it has in the past, but I’m proud to say today marks TWO WEEKS since I’ve had a cigarette.
I’m pretty proud of myself, but have lost my temper on more than one occasion. I’ve also gained five pounds which I’ll never understand considering I’ve made sure I haven’t eaten anything more than usual.
I am a firm believer cigarettes contain some type of diet drug as well as nicotine.
The cravings are still as strong as day one, but I keep telling myself I can do it. I also have to thank my friends and family for the constant support. They’ve been great!
I’ve now been smoke-free for 53-hours. It’s been two very very long days, but I’m pretty proud of myself for sticking to this whole quitting thing.
I still want a cigarette so badly it hurts… literally. Thomas has made it his lot in life to slap the heck out of my arm every time I have a craving. I read where cravings last 3-5 minutes… that’s about how long the stings from Thomas’ girl slaps last (yes, I said girl slaps).
Not sure if I’ll still be smoke-free tomorrow, but if I have my way… I will. I’m pretty determined to kick this habit and lead a healthier life.
Just watch… I’ll probably get run over by a bus on my way home tonight. LOL.
This Minden man says he was fired from his job for coughing on a keyboard. Seriously… he says his boss gave him the axe for coughing.
Ivan Wilson says every time he tells somebody what happened, they think he’s joking. He’s not, people! Wilson says he went to work sick because he didn’t want to lose his job. He says the company’s employee advocate told him he didn’t lose his job because he was sick… he lost it because he coughed on a keyboard. I don’t understand the difference.
It’s no secret people are on pins and needles with the whole Swine Flu scare, but where do we draw the line?
While typing this blog.. I’ve heard at least two of my co-workers cough. I’m not freaked out and I’m sure as heck not going to run to my boss and complain. Times are tough and if I thought I had anything to do with somebody losing their job.. it would make me sick.
Under Louisiana law, there’s nothing Wilson can do about his situation. He says he’s going to trust in God and hopefully find another job. I wish him the best.
Does anyone else find this story as strange as I do?
This is why it’s always a good idea to put some clothes on when someone knocks at your door!
It just wouldn’t be cop-like if police didn’t pull some half-naked person out of a house every once in awhile.
This man was wanted on a federal warrant out of Iowa for sexual exploitation of a minor. Authorities found him in an apartment on Lakeshore Drive today.
I can’t help but wonder if he would have put on some clothes had he known it was police on the other side of his door. I seriously doubt it.
This, my good people, is why I stay fully dressed 24/7. It’s also why I don’t like knock knock jokes.
No.. my friend Val is not too big to be forgotten. She’s in great shape and works out harder than me.
I took this pic several weeks ago and finally found a topic to go along with it.
Last weekend, a few of my friends with SPD called and asked me to go to a pool hall for a going away party. I really wasn’t up for it, but after hours of them begging (LOL), I decided what the heck.
I quickly threw on a pair of shorts, some sneakers and a t-shirt. I wasn’t about to dress to impress (as if I ever do). When I got to the bar, the woman at the door wouldn’t let me in because my shirt didn’t have sleeves. She was very polite and apologetic, but it still pissed me off. Here’s why:
She was wearing a tank top and half the women in the bar were wearing thin shirts with spaghetti straps. I couldn’t (and still don’t) understand why I was denied entry.
I had to buy a 15-dollar bar shirt just to see my friends. The shirt was two sizes too big (now you know why I chose the pic) and it had the name of some sort of drink on it.
It was so large, it looked like a mumu.
So here’s something to ponder: If a guy can’t wear a sleeveless shirt into a bar.. why is it okay for him to wear a dress?
Evan Hudson Sinclair is my new hero!
This soon-to-be freshman at Natchitoches Central High School says he was bored one day so he decided to create a group on facebook.com. His group is called “If 300 People Join This Group I Will Shave My Head!!!!!”
Sinclair says ten people joined within the first two minutes. After getting well over 300 members, Sinclair did what he promised… he shaved his head… at school of all places! It drew quite a crowd.
He told me he loves his new hair style (or lack thereof).
Everyone who knows me… knows I’m dying to shave my head, but can’t because of my job. Mabye if I can get 500 people to comment on this post… my news director will have a change of heart.
C’mon people… leave a comment… maybe if I get enough hits, I’ll invite Evan Sinclair up to Shreveport so he can shave my head on the air!
What do you think?
It’s a good thing a lot of citizens don’t come into our newsroom every day… because if they did, they’d see this written on the assignments board.
For the record.. I am not a fair fondler! Heck, I’m not even fond of most fairs.
We got a kick out of this at work so I thought I’d share it with all of you.
You can look, but don’t touch! LOL.
Late last night, I was watching a show about junkies. Besides abusing drugs, they all had one thing in common. They wanted people to feel sorry for them. FAT CHANCE!
I’m sorry, but I just can’t sympathize with people who knowingly put that crap in their bodies then think the world should owe them something because they messed up.
There’s not one person living today who doesn’t know drugs can ruin lives. One hundred years ago, maybe… but not today!
Some people call drug-addiction a disease. I call it a weakness. Cancer is a disease and the last time I checked, I haven’t read any reports where people knowingly put that in their body.
I smoke. I admit it because there’s no use trying to hide it. My clothes stink, my truck reeks and people can smell me before I walk in the door. Nicotine is a drug… and it is very very addictive. As addicted to it as I am… I will not go around expecting people to feel sorry for me.
Nobody held a gun to my head and forced me to light up… and I doubt that was the case for all the junkies out there.
We all make poor decisions in life and we’re forced to live with them, but asking people to feel sorry for us because of something we knew was wrong is just ridiculous.
Let Mr. T pity the fool. I don’t have the patience.
Somehow I managed to go about five years without ever watching Desperate Housewives, but that all changed a few seasons ago. Now I’m hooked! There, I said it. Admitting it is the first step, right?
Last night’s season finale had me on the edge of my sofa. I can’t help but wonder who’s under that veil. When are we going to start seeing the t-shirts that ask “Who Married Mike?”
This takes me back to when I was a kid and everyone spent all summer long wearing those shirts that asked, “Who Shot J.R.?” I didn’t even watch Dallas, but I did tune into the first episode after that summer just to find out.
Honestly, I can’t remember who shot him… but it was fun all the same.
Television shows are pretty good at getting people addicted. I tend to like the drama/comedy ones versus the reality shows. I can’t see myself waiting three months just to see who the Bachelor picks or which survivor gets kicked off an island. Give me entertainment with a script.
Which shows do you like… and while you’re at it… who do you think Mike marries? I vote for Susan… just because I can’t remember the other gal’s name.