Well Call me a Dixie Chick

Just because I don't support our President doesn't make me Anti-American.

I believe suspending rights guaranteed to us by the Constitution is Anti-American.

I believe lying to the Citizens of the United States to force a War is Anti-American.

I believe supporting a regime whose whole purpose and agenda seems to be A: scaring the crap out of its citizens and B: making as much money for their own families personal gain is VERY Anti-American.

People are afraid and people do crazy things when they are afraid, like vote republican.

Clinton almost was impeached for lying about a blow job. Bush has lied and lied and lied again and the entire Republican Party continues to stand behind him and his (masters?) colleagues. WTF?

Enough.

In a related topic NBC refuses to air a Commercial for a Dixie Chicks Movie because they don't support the President.

So basically, our national media system is becoming biased and Pro-Bush. Hmm..Goebles anyone?

(He was Hitler's wing man in charge of propaganda.)

So, I offer you all this thought - this Aggressive, controlling, big-brother-esq Bush Regime is reminiscent of the Nazi's rise to power. People and artists are again being blacklisted a la McCarthyism. If you don't agree, go read some history books.
Some American History books.

I realize these are very blanket statements. I realize this is going to start some debates and piss some people off. That's good. I want you thinking. I want people to start questioning this government and do something! Talk about it, donate money, donate time, or even just VOTE.

That would be very Pro-American.

A Brief Political Post

George W Bush is using fear and fueling hatred of Homosexuals to push his political Agenda.


So, if your are anti-gay, you are pro-bush? Ironic.


Hitler used fear and fueled hatred of Homosexuals to push his political agenda.




If I was Jewish I might think twice about how I vote in the upcoming November Elections.

Getting into the system

So all day today I have been trying to apply for unemployment. Each time I spend 20 min going through the California Unemployment helpline menu to file for unemployment. 7 menus to listen to and a 5 min speal at each menu on how you can apply online - which I cannot do becuase I haven't lived here 18 months. At the end of the final menu choice, verifying that yes, I do indeed have my SS#, Drivers licence #, past employment history including company name, address, telephone number, superviser and wage history ready to go I get this:

"We're sorry, there are no available agents to help you at this time. Please try back later."

CLICK

Bitches!

My inner Shameka is about to come out y'all.

AHHHH!!!

Thanks everyone for your well wishes. I stupidly hit the "reject" button instead of the "publish" button on my comments. So i'm publishing some of them here:

Richard has left a new comment on your post "Feels like Monday Morning...":

Well there you go, huh? I am sure with your intelligence, wit, and charm that you will have no trouble finding a new job that you actually like. That makes the world of difference.

Have fun with Jimmi.

Jeff Skybar has left a new comment on your post "Feels like Monday Morning...":

Get on United Kel! Start pushing out the resumes! You'll find something, you would be an asset to any company that hires you. And don't forget the idea of becoming a chef. I still think you should do that.

Jason M has left a new comment on your post "Feels like Monday Morning...":

Humiliate clear channel and get paid for it...

http://sfbay.craigslist.org/sfc/tfr/220687912.html

Nick Natoma has left a new comment on your post "Feels like Monday Morning...":

If there's one thing my good friend Kelly does, he lands on his feet with a cocktail in hand. You've wanted out of there for a while now...the universe just gave you a bit of a nudge.

love you guys!

Feels like Monday Morning...

So I am now Un-employed.

Just thought y'all should know.

Anyone know of a great high-paying job in The City?

I hated the mega-conglomerate world wide BULLSHIT company I worked for - which was referenced in a very vague way in Praire Home Companion by the way. We were so top heavy in management it is not even funny, and they have more croney-ism going on there than the Bush Administration. My boss was a lying bitch and most importantly, for all the stress, long hours and BS I put up with I was only making as much as a grocery store checker. Hell, they probably made more.

So - I'm on the job hunt. And my Days are free if anyone wants to grab lunch, or shoot over to Sonoma or catch a Movie.

Xo

Kel

A brief Sunday School Lesson

Thanks everyone for all the Kudos and pats on the back, they are not necessary though. Perhaps in my previous post I didn't express what I wanted to.

What I did was very "Good Samaritan" -esq (ok, I hear the groans from all my non-Christian/anti-religon friends, but really, read a few Bible stories - there ARE some good lessons in there.) To be honest even though I was calm and trying to take control of the situation, I was completely terrified and freaked out inside.

I don't talk much about my beliefs in person or on this blog. But I was raised Catholic and even though I don't follow any organized religon these days, I definitly have a strong spirtual side.

I belive we should do good by others. We should help others when we can. And I believe that ordinary people sometimes are Angels. Yesterday, I needed support and guidence - I needed someone there to help me keep it together so I could help this guy on the sidewalk.

It was "Mohindar" who was the Angel, not me.

Angels Among Us

This morning I was waiting in line to get on the bus..normal everyday long line for the bus.. and the guy standing in front of me fell down and started having a Seizure.

And people stepped over him to get on the bus.

No before I sound all self righteous, let me tell you I have definitely stepped over, walked by, and general avoided homeless and "street people" while I've been here. This guy, however, was a normal everyday average person on his way to wherever when this happened.

And people stepped over him to get on the bus.

Maybe people stepped over him because he was Chinese, or maybe because his "members only" jacket didn't match his sneakers, or maybe because the citizens of this city are so desensitized to other's needing our help that they just ignore it because really, what day doesn't go by that some homeless crack addict collapse and foams at the mouth while begging for change.

But this guy was different and really needed help.

This guy could've been me or you.

So, not really knowing what to do (again!) I rolled him over to his side and tried to keep him from beating his head on the concrete. He was bleeding pretty bad from a cut on his face already, but my main concern was to keep him from choking on his vomit, which was pouring in small amounts from his mouth.

And People stepped over BOTH of us to get on the bus.

And I sat alone,with this man struggling and fighting whatever demons his brain had given him and just held him.

Finally a man sat down with me and said "You are doing good, keep him on his side and keep talking to him." The man looked and sounded like Mohinder from Heroes so it helped calm me down a bit. Finally a beat cop came up and told us help was on the way.

The Chinese man finally stopped seizing. He tried to sit up, but Mohinder and I kept him lying down. He said his name was Jerry, then he started talking gibberish. Mohinder kept talking to him and I told the cop what had happened, you know, so if the Goddamned Ambulance should ever show up. (I swear the response time in this City SUCKS). Finally, I realized I really didn't know what else to do and if I stuck around, I'd really be late to work and possibly get fired.

So I stepped over him and got on the bus.

And cried the whole way work.

Thank You Mohinder for sitting with me and Jerry this morning. I don't know if you know it, but you helped me believe there are good people out there. I really needed you there this morning.

So yes, Virgina, there are Angels among us.

*UPDATE*

Since I seem to cuase siezures to random people around me I decided to do some research. If you someone around you has a seizure and you want to help follow these instructions:


What to Do if You See Someone Having a Seizure
If you see someone having a seizure with convulsions and/or loss of consciousness, here’s how you can help:

-Roll the person on his or her side to prevent choking on any fluids or vomit.
-Cushion the person’s head.
-Loosen any tight clothing around the neck.
-Keep the person’s airway open. If necessary, grip the person’s jaw gently and tilt his or her head back.
-Do NOT restrict the person from moving unless he or she is in danger.
-Do NOT put anything into the person’s mouth, not even medicine or liquid. These can cause choking or damage to the person’s jaw, tongue, or teeth. Contrary to widespread belief, people cannot swallow their tongues during a seizure or any other time.
-Remove any sharp or solid objects that the person might hit during the seizure.
Note how long the seizure lasts and what symptoms occurred so you can tell a doctor or emergency personnel if necessary.
Stay with the person until the seizure ends.
Call 911 if:
-The person is pregnant or has diabetes.
-The seizure happened in water.
-The seizure lasts longer than 5 minutes.
-The person does not begin breathing again and return to consciousness after the seizure stops.
-Another seizure starts before the person regains consciousness.
-The person injures himself or herself during the seizure.
-This is a first seizure or you think it might be. If in doubt, check to see if the person has a medical identification card or jewelry stating that they have epilepsy or a seizure disorder.

After the seizure ends, the person will probably be groggy and tired. He or she also may have a headache and be confused or embarrassed. Be patient with the person and try to help him or her find a place to rest if he or she is tired or doesn’t feel well. If necessary, offer to call a taxi, a friend, or a relative to help the person get home safely.

Kel's Addendum: Head immediatly to the nearest bar and order a shot of Jack Daniels.

Therapy

We all need a little stress relief sometimes... a little break in the day. A nip of somthing here, a little prayer there, some time on the couch, a few yoga positions -

Of course all this costs money.

I have always found the best therapy in life to be free.. (This is really for you Regina)

Relieve your Stress

Seriously, this is worth millions.

Momma Fox you need to school your son!

I hope you are reading this Momma Fox. If you are you need to CALL your son right now and school him on some etiquite (that's manners for some of you folk).

I was about to get a date with this....


and your son,
CHAD FOX COCKBLOCKED ME!!!

Which basically means he prevented me from spending time with this very very hot muscle guy perfect for me. Not only did he go on and on and on about some inane story that I needed to be a part of, when I ignored him he kept poking me while I was trying to talk to my future model husband! Will you please call him and update him on his manners? I would greatly appreciate it.

Incendintly, I will be cooking brunch for him tomorrow (today if you are reading this on Sunday) and I cannot be held responsible if somthing funny ends up in his eggs.

I hope you understand and help me in this matter.

Xo
Kels

Crushes

How do you know if someone has a crush you and isn't just flirting?

Sigh..what to do?

I'm feeling very lackadaisical about posting right now. Sorry. Just a lot on my mind. I moved to California to find a new direction in my life, and during this adjustment period I have clung to familar ways and bad habits- which I need to shed if I want to go forward in life.

My personal life here is Fantastic. I am very very lucky with the friends that I have made here. Socially, there is never a dull moment.

Professionaly, however, I'm in a dark tar pit of Hell in which I am stuck and sinking in minute by milimeter while my soul is being slowly sucked out. I need to find not just a new job, but a whole new career.

I've been scanning Craiglist like mad. Ok, not like mad but I have been looking (procrastination - one of the bad habits I need to shed). I've found a ton of Admin Assistant postions - all of which pay equal to or more than I'm making now. United is hiring for flight attendents, and I know I could work the runway in any plane. I'd really like to find something in the wine industry or maybe publishing - but how does one break into that without any experience already in those industries? (BTW my background is in Media and Real Estate- neither of which I want to do again.)

Any Ideas?

BREAKING NEWS!!!

You can read the full story at San Francisco Sentinel or SF Gate or like me, catch the quip on Towleroad . However, I think it's the biggest news of the year!



My beloved Gavin has abandoned his hair gel. Look's pretty sexy huh? ROWRRRRR!

Awwww...

For Kalvin :

"Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth."

tee-hee.

Ps. I updated my blog-roll. I added a few new friends and fun projects, I took off some people who gave up on blogging.

xo

VISITORS!

YAY! ATARI IS COMING!!
(Yes I stole this from APNH but it's a cute picture.)

Also visiting all the way from TEXAS this weekend will be... this person who never updates his blog; John who really never updates his blog; and Nick Natoma's wittle new blogger babies all decending upon us.

Now if we could just getLg Tony out here..

Let's do...Brunch

Most of you know I grew up in a small ass Texas town. "Culture" wasn't something we expierenced much - mostly consisting of High School Band Concerts or what one could catch on PBS. Life was pretty routine. One thing for certain was every Sunday morning my Mom would wake my tired ass up at 7:00 am to get ready for 8:00 mass (we were Catholic). I hated going to church and I mostly hated waking up that early on a weekend!

Some Sundays, however, were worth it.

Every once in a while, after mass, we would go to Brunch.

My parents were friends with a couple that went to our church - Mr. and Mrs. Moore. They were elderly, and had lived all over the world. They had this big turn of the century house about a block away from our church, and they would invite us and another couple with children over after Mass sometimes.

Mrs. Moore was from Louisana, and she was a true Lady. Let me let you in on a little secret of the South - Good Southerners have manners, but Louisiana Southerners have manners AND know how to entertain! Mrs. Moore would set up a spread of good Southern Brunch food like crawfish pie, benigets, community club coffee, and the best coconut cake you ever ate! Most importantly, she kept the Bloody Mary's flowing. She even made Virgin Mary's for all of us kids. She would regale us with stories of her youth, show us trinkets from around the world, and give us homemade rock candy.

I've always LOVED Brunch ever since. Back in Austin, my friends and I would get together almost every Sunday and spend all day drinking Mimosa and Bloody Marys, making some of the most fattening food God created, and laughing all day until either a: we all passed out or b: the Champagne ran out (we ususally went through a case or two).

It's one of the things I miss most about Austin. Its something I really wanted to share with my friends here in San Francisco. Well, I tried.

If you haven't already, you can read about what happend Here at Natoma or here at Chox or sing the tribute song at Panic or BEST YET download the video and see for yourself at Dan-Nation !!

I take no responsbility for any of the drunkeness or injuries. I was simply there to make the quiche.

Posting a Picture

Just posting so I can finally have a profile picture. Gotta love the Mac.

Update on Zip the Steer

My family wrote to say that although Zip "done real good" at the Fair, he didn't win any prizes.

Adios Zip