So it's been a while. I was in this totally foreign country and now crazy busy at work. Here's a brief breather for me and some things I've been pondering as of late.
First, it saddens me that Terri Schiavo has passed. But the hoopla was too much. If all she ever wanted was to go in peace (and all we have are two opposing claims, unfortunately, no words from her), then I think we (the government, the media, the people, the law, etc.) screwed that up royally.
Why is it that this government feels the need to continually get up in people's mixes? Ever heard of this little phrase in this old document we have claiming that we, the people, have "certain inalienable rights" like "life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness"? (well, to that general effect http://www.law.cornell.edu/constitution/constitution.preamble.html)
So how does that translate into "I am goverment, I will make decisions about citizens' PRIVATE lives that will affect everyone forevermore." I thank the Supreme Court and many other courts for dismissing recent appeals. It comes down to a basic principle: The government is already too involved in our lives: they sure as hell don't have a right to decide someone's life or not.
Think ill of me. Whatever. The point of MY BLOG is to write whatever the hell I want. There are much worse opinions out there than mine.
I only wish all those passing to live a better life in the hereafter, wherever, whatever that may be. And before you think I'm being insensitive to death, I had an uncle who passed away on Sunday. He suffered for some time. I'm just glad he's not suffering anymore. He is in a much better place.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Friday, March 04, 2005
My most loathed condiment
This has bothered me for some time. Some people LOVE mayonnaise. They want to slather everything with it. They want to bathe in it. They want a fragrance that's mayonnaise-scented. They go to their happy place when smelling or tasting mayonnaise. Some people are weird. I would love nothing more than if mayonnaise did not exist, for the plain fact that I don't want it added to my food without me asking for it. I'm sick of it.
I don't understand why the restaurant standard is to put mayonnaise on every sandwich. I believe more people ask for it without, and most people I've polled (informally of course) have little preference - if it's on bread, they'll eat it, but if it's not, they won't. I feel like for a vast majority of people, mayonnaise is NOT a deal-breaker when it comes to enjoying a sandwich.
On the other hand, I have found that is IS, in fact, a deal-breaker for people who don't like it. If I am mistakenly served mayo, I will return the sandwich. If this happens with take-out and I'm already away from the restaurant, I won't eat it. It makes me physically ill. Say what you will about my aversion being psychosomatic, but I am sick to my stomach when I ingest mayo.
With obesity on the rise, why don't restaurants start making people request mayo? I'm sick of people just expecting that everyone wants a delicious glob of gross eggy-fatty stuff on their bread. Join the health conscious millennium!
I don't understand why the restaurant standard is to put mayonnaise on every sandwich. I believe more people ask for it without, and most people I've polled (informally of course) have little preference - if it's on bread, they'll eat it, but if it's not, they won't. I feel like for a vast majority of people, mayonnaise is NOT a deal-breaker when it comes to enjoying a sandwich.
On the other hand, I have found that is IS, in fact, a deal-breaker for people who don't like it. If I am mistakenly served mayo, I will return the sandwich. If this happens with take-out and I'm already away from the restaurant, I won't eat it. It makes me physically ill. Say what you will about my aversion being psychosomatic, but I am sick to my stomach when I ingest mayo.
With obesity on the rise, why don't restaurants start making people request mayo? I'm sick of people just expecting that everyone wants a delicious glob of gross eggy-fatty stuff on their bread. Join the health conscious millennium!
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Countdown to Rome
8 days...and literally counting.
Sono di New York.
Mi llamo Heather.
Bonjourno!
Una caza de cafe.
I'm hoping osmosis works, cuz that's about all I know. My plan is to listen to the 4 cd's I have all day in my office until then, hoping something sinks. And the pope bucks up.
Sono di New York.
Mi llamo Heather.
Bonjourno!
Una caza de cafe.
I'm hoping osmosis works, cuz that's about all I know. My plan is to listen to the 4 cd's I have all day in my office until then, hoping something sinks. And the pope bucks up.
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