I Have A Dream

**I started this post on MLK Day and forgot about it. I'm going to post it anyway.

So yeah, I have a dream.

I dream that every employer in America quits offering health care to their employees. Sorry folks, but yes I do.

You want to know why? Because when that happens, and only when that happens, this health care mess will be fixed in about forty five minutes.

Those of you who get health insurance from your workplace, you really, really have no idea what a mess this shit is. And I mean that.

Three days after the election in Massachusetts, I received a letter from my shitty health insurer telling me they were raising my rates by $100 a month. It's almost like they were waiting for the trump card.

To add insult to injury, the following was the last line of the letter.

"Hopefully, federal health care reforms will soon make health insurance more affordable to all."

Uh, yeah, right.

Slimy sonsofbitches.

Good God Harriet!

Today is the 10th Anniversary of my mothers death.
There isn't a day in those ten years that I haven't missed her.
Harriet Green Quinlan
12/14/29-01/19/00

As my family often tells me, my mother will never be dead as long as I'm alive......although I think The Madonna is more like my mother than me. Hmmmph.... I would never carry extra shoes in a bag just in case or go to the beauty shop weekly like someone I know!!


*When my father got mad at my mother for something crazy she did(which was often), he would shake his head and utter "Good God Harriet." My friends and family picked up on it. To this day if something is not making sense or makes us mad, we shake our heads and say "Good God Harriet." Those who didn't know my parents look at us like we are crazy.

There, But For The Grace Of God, Go I

I can't stop watching the news about the earthquake in Haiti.
While watching, questions keep popping up in my head.
Some are silly. Some have no answers. Some are just common sense questions, the answers of which I know nothing about.

Question #1. (Under the there are no answers category)
Why does stuff like this always happen to the poorest of the poor? Why? These epic tragedies seem to always happen in the poorest places on earth. We were talking about this last night. I, half thinking out loud said, why doesn't this stuff ever happen in Paris? I didn't say that against the French or anything, it was the first place that came to my mind when thinking about wealth.
Or better yet, why doesn't it ever happen under Rush Limbaugh or Pat Robertson's house?(May they both burn in hell, God forgive me)
I guess God knows who can take it and who can't? These people have nothing. Never did and never will.
Jesus, when is enough enough?

Question #2. (Combination of things I know nothing about but seems common sense is not being used)
So I'm switching from news cast to news cast and all they are saying is the airport is closed because of the backlog of planes trying to get in and out. There are planes that can't land with supplies and help.
So I'm like "Wait, how did you all get there with your hundreds of reporting team members?" Katie and company and hundreds of photographers, reporters, etc. got right into the country and to where they are supposed to be.
Does that make sense? Couldn't just one team go and share information and save the rest of the room on transportation vehicles for rescuing and supplies.
Plus, I might be wrong but I'm guessing here that these reporters have water and are not sleeping in the streets.

Just wonderin'.

Thanks to Ginny and friends over at That's Church, the two Pittsburghers and the orphans future is looking alot brighter than it was yesterday. But they are still not out of the woods.
Anyone out there know anyone with a plane?

Just askin'. Hey, ya never know.



All that comes to mind throughout this whole thing is what Harriet always told us. There, but for the grace of God, go I.

*Picture is of two Pittsburgh sisters at their orphanage in Haiti in happier times. (From That's Church)

News Flash??????

Please KDKA, give me a fuckin break.

It's cold.

It's snowing.

It's winter.

It's January.

It's Pittsburgh.

It's cold and snowie in Pittsburgh in the winter.

Big. Fucking. Deal.

I'm sure there's more important things to tell me about today than the snow related stories that are taking up most of your newscasts.
Give me some news for cryin' out loud.

Get over it or move to Florida.

One more thing.

The townships and city are crying that there is going to be a shortage of salt pretty soon if it continues to snow.
Really?????

One more time.

It's cold.

It's snowing.

It's winter.

It's January.

It's Pittsburgh.

It's cold and snowie in Pittsburgh in the winter.

And what about that surprises anyone?????

I guess I better go now. I feel like I should go buy toilet paper or something.