Giffords Walks on Water and Performs Miracles.

I'll start off at the outset by acknowledging that this post might make some angry.

Okay, I admit it I understand it in advance and I'm still willingly posting it.

A woman gets shot for doing her job and the liberal press is deifying her. Okay. I said it. Did you see that Diane Sawyer piece last night? I'm as sorry as anyone that a lunatic shot her. I wish it hadn't happened and I wish her a speedy recovery.

But seriously. Nobody in the liberal media had much to say about this perfect public servant before she was shot although some called her a rising star in the democratic party.

Why do we do this? Why do we take someone who did a bad thing and turn them into Hitler reincarnate and turn people like Gabrielle Giffords into the second coming of Jesus Christ?

They are creating a folk hero right in front of our eyes. It makes my stomach turn. She is just a person. A person who very sadly along with some other innocent people got shot by a lunatic. Why is she the hero? Seriously. Why is Diane Sawyer doing an hour turning her into a hero?

Let's review the liberal (Diane Sawyer) notion of a storybook romance. One married and the other in a relationship. They meet on a government paid junket to Asia. They become really "good friends". Next time they see each other one of them is divorced. Was she a quiet home wrecker? A couple years later they are married to each other. I'm just saying. I haven't researched it but it seems like the timing is a finely crafted story that everyone is sticking too. Oh....and the continuation of the storybook romance and marriage in liberal terms is that they live in different parts of the country but have a great marriage. Isn't that the model marriage?

She calls herself a Blue Dog Democrat but Nancy Pelosi loves her. I don't get it. Her husband says she was warm and nice even to people who said tough things about her.....never once getting mad or upset yet she ran an incredibly negative campaign in the last election.

She seems like a reasonable person with a very complex life and it just got more complex. I don't blame her for all this.......she can't control it.

I hope she has a full and wonderful recovery. I can't wait to see her walk on water.

Why McLatte is wrong.

I remember when they were test marketing this stuff and I simply said I don't trust it because with McDonalds you really don't have any effing idea what is really in it. I'm ranting about McDon't-alds......ahem.....so called McCafe.....coffee bar and those people they call Baristas that push the buttons on the machine.

I remember when they were giving free lattes just to get you to try it. I'm going through the drive through and Juanita says not would you like to try a free latte but here is your free latte as I rolled down my window. I said, "No, thanks......I don't want one" to which she replied, "It is free, take it".

I again politely rebuffed her most generous offer like a twenty something college hottie being asked by a zit faced high schooler to the prom but she said....."please, I'm really suppose to get everyone to take one of these". So, being the benevolent sojoco'er that I am I take it and what the hell......I'll taste it and maybe be pleasantly surprised. WRONG. Horrible. Thin. Watery. Sweet. Artificial. Bad. How can espresso and milk get screwed up?

Fast forward to this weekend. My mother AWESOMELY arrives at my son's game to what is going to be a horribly boring hour and a half (I am a JOCO parent who can actually admit this and that I'd rather be someplace, almost anyplace else) with a fistful of McSomething or anothers. She starts handing them out. Do these look like actual coffee drinks or something created in an evil McDonald's lab in Oak Brook, Illinois????

"Here", she says, "I got you guys Iced Lattes".

Like I said to the little drive through gal, "No, thanks", holding up my cup of bourbon carefully hidden in an insulated cup....."brought something to drink". Nothing like a Sunday afternoon half pint of Maker's Mark, right?

She hands them out and explains how she'd never had an iced latte before but wow, she liked these. It looks like barely dirty milk. I take a taste. So sweet.

I tell her, "You've still never had an iced latte". WTF.

Calling that an iced latte is like saying Andre Cold Duck is real champagne. Not only is it wrong but it a disservice to real coffee. Yes, like a wine snob I am a coffee snob. Deal. I thought most JOCO people were too. Maybe not.

I'm digressing but I have two standard Starbucks orders depending on the weather, time of day, and my mood.

First, a Venti skinny latte with an extra shot. Translation for Wyandotte County: The biggest cup you have latte made with skim milk and 3 shots of espresso. 4 shots if you get it iced.

Second: Very simple pleasure. Venti Iced Coffee leave a little room at the top. Translation (against as service to the Wyandotte people reading): Biggest cup they have filled with ice and regular coffee that was brewed double strong and previously cooled to room temperature and then put in the fridge. Then...not filled all the way full so milk can be added. I do this because I want such a scant little drizzle of skim milk added that almost anybody else would put too much. Friends the coffee must be made ahead and cooled. I went to an upstart little coffee shop in Olathe where the cute lady looked at me with a funny look and proceeded to pour hot coffee over a cup of ice......coffee foul.

Seriously McDon't-alds.....what IS in it? That crap is as fake a Joan Rivers face. As fake as Dennis Moore's Blue Dog Democrat membership card. As fake as the telephone number I gave to an old high school classmate I saw this weekend. Do you have to ruin every thing that is good and pure in this world for your own evil purposes? You know what? I guess if keeps other people fatter than me it only makes me look better by comparison, eh? And as a bonus, if it keeps the Starbucks line a little shorter.....all the better. BO. NUS. Further, if you can't order it the way you want it with what you want in it then it is of no use as far as coffee drinks go........NO....McDon't-alds girl....I don't care what your name tag says.....you are not a Barista! Just two weeks ago you were promoted to fries and before that you were wiping child puke and shit off the chairs and booths. Week three on the job doesn't make you a Barista.

Enjoy.

That Dog Was Never Blue

Don't think of it any other way than Dennis Moore strongly believes in the house National Healthcare Bill WITH a Public Option. This wasn't some vote about which he was strongly conflicted. This wasn't a vote in which he lost sleep over what he AND his constituents wanted and what his party expected him to do at all. He voted for this bill because he liked it. Plain and simple.

Why can I say this with confidence? 31 other Democrats from conservative areas voted against it and it still passed by 5 votes. He could have voted against it and pull what I call a Toplikar. In other words vote against something because it looks good to your constituents knowing your vote won't make the difference and it will still pass.

I have a bolder prediction to make in the wake of this vote. Dennis Moore either won't run for reelection next year OR he will only put in a less than half hearted effort. I'm beginning to think there might be a surprise announcement that he isn't running. He can blame it on death threats, or he can let rumors about his own health regarding early dementia go unchallenged but I am starting to think there is no way this guy can treat his constituents this way, still call himself a Blue Dog Democrat and come back here and run for reelection. Either that or simply put this guy has the biggest brass balls I've ever seen. To think he can come home and tell people he is a closet conservative on fiscal issues and progressive on social issues......er the typical JOCO Moderate Republican and then be Nancy Pelosi's bitch lap dog on the Hill is beyond the pale of thinking he is unbeatable. Either way......this next election is going to be fun. I'm fired up and not fired up mad like some might think. I'm fired up happy like an Olathe North football player on Friday night fired up. I'm fired up like the rednecks from Spring Hill on payday heading to Bonita Flats. (Seriously, click this link....you didn't know this shit existed in SOJOCO) Okay, I'll confess I went there for my bachelor party but I've heard that Bunny no longer works there and that was a long time ago. Really. Long. Time. Ago. I'm fired up like any team in the NFL when they see the Chiefs on their schedule. I'm fired up like Mark Teahen must have felt when he learned he was traded out of Kansas City. I'm fired up like.....well you get the picture. I'm clearing my calendar right now, hell, I might even take vacation next year just to work against Dennis Moore. Thank you God, I've been waiting for this day. Dennis Moore.......this weekend you signed your political death warrant.

Oh......instead of dealing directly with his constituents he put out this letter.....and I'm sure he never read the bill (how could anyone).........explaining why he is voting for it just in case you want to hear from him.....well....directly? Stay classy Dennis!!!