I hope to post something 'real' tomorrow (it's 11PM Wednesday) but I just took some Zzzquil and I'm looking forward to seeing my mistress (sleep) tonight. I haven't slept in like three days. I don't wanna get an actual prescription for Ambien because I remember what those lunatics were like when they'd call me on the (Health Insurance Company) phones. "You people declined my prescription for Ambien. I can't sleep without it. I'm gonna kill your entire family!" I don't want to become that. Those people were just a step below the Viagra men. "Why can't I get 30 pills?" Because it was originally a heart attack drug and it might kill you. "Well I'm willing to take that risk! I'm gonna kill your whole family!" To avoid becoming a druggie I try to spread my Zzzquil habit out so that my body doesn't get hip and develop a tolerance for it.
So anyway, that's what's going on in my world. I feel the need to explain myself because I am now at like 20 regular readers. Not exactly enough to throw up ads and retire off the revenue stream, but it's more than the two I used to have a year ago. I'm *this* close to blowing up.
A.D.D. Moment...
Did Mitt Romney just come across my television screen and say that Obama won because he gave 'gifts' to his voters? Why Mitt? You were doing so well with the classy disappearance from public view. I actually respected you for that. Per a brief scanning of a CNN article, apparently R-Money made a call to his top donors this morning thanking them for their support and explaining that Obama won because he offered incentives that equate to real money aka gifts. Example: Obamacare. He says that for some people that is adds up to a $10,000 gift.
Healthcare is a gift now? What the fuck is being sick? A blessing in disguise? Dude, I've been in the hospital a few times. I had almost a $200k bill for heart surgery. At no point did I equate my deductible with a birthday present. I get what you're saying...it's a financial burden lifted and subsidized by the government and thus you see it as a gift. Wow. Okay. You need to answer some phones at a health insurance company.
What else did he say? (Scanning...) You raised $900 million? Daaaamn! He said that he feels special because he only expected about half a million. You know who I feel bad for? Those little kids I see in front of Dick's Sporting Goods trying to raise money to buy cheerleading uniforms to go to Regionals. Tell rich people you're gonna make them even more money and you get almost a billion dollars. Stand in the hot ass sun selling nasty melted chocolate bars and you get $43. Wow.
It's a strange world we live in. You give a billion dollars to help someone else get a job. Imagine if every time you logged into Monster.com somebody handed you a check for $50.
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