Nobody’s life is entirely free of pain and sorrow. Isn’t it a question of learning to live with them rather than trying to avoid them?

I'm Baaaaccckkkkk!

Well, honestly it feels like it has been forever since I have posted. Then when I saw that the last time I actually posted was in January, I was shocked. I didnt know that it had been that long! I promise no more months without blogging! For those who care....lol. So much has gone on, what do I talk about first?! Well, I will start with what has been blowing my mind lately. The whole situation with the Steelers.... ::::: hangs my head ::::: Santonio Holmes. They traded him. Complete bullshit. He has had his problems, made mistakes in the past, but who hasn't? He had one incident this year, in which he wasn't charged. Video shows proof he did nothing wrong. But what do they do? Trade him at his prime, to prove a point. But what do they do with this scumbag Roethlisberger? They keep him. While he had to sexual assault charges against him, and a 3rd that was found out today. This piece of shit has apparently been on everyones shit list since arriving in Pitt. His teammates, former and current coaches.... But what does he get punished with? Well, they are only taking ONE disciplinary action against him. Some say its a race issue, others say they wont trade him because you don't come across a franchise quarterback like him everyday.... I dont know. All I do know is that this whole situation has gotten out of hand.... and the Rooneys better find a way to fix it. Because me and the rest of Steeler Nation are not happy at all.

It's been a while....

Havnt posted in a minute... New posts coming asap.

found this

Find a person who calls you "beautiful" instead of "hot." A person who calls you back when you hang up. A person who will lie under the stars and listen to your heart beat. A person who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for a person who kisses your forehead. A person who wants to show you off to the world when your in sweats. A person who holds your hand in front of friends. A person who thinks your just as beautiful without getting dressed up. A person who always makes you smile. A person who is constantly reminding you of how much you're cared for. Loves being with you. And knows this individual is the luckiest person in the world to have you. Find that person and never let go.

A little late

I've had these albums for a while now....forgot to rate them.

First up, I have Lady Gaga's re-release of her debut album. Now I never listened to the first... But I must say, this album is just amazing. I can honestly call her ART. From her crazy, ridiculous outfits, to her music, to her crazy live performances....it is all beautiful ART!!! I love it. I suggest everyone go out and get it NOW!!!

5 out of 5 stars

Hottest track off of the album: Tie between "Bad Romance" and "Speechless"

Next up is Chris Brown's "Graffiti." If you know me personally, you know at one point I loved him. And you also now I cannot stand him. I think what he did was disgusting. On the other hand, I LOVE his music. As much as I can hate him now, I cannot help to be over the moon every time I see that one of his songs has leaked. Overall, I thought the album was very good. Besides a few songs that I thought were corny.... he had 4 other songs to make up for each bad song.

4 out of 5 Stars

Hottest Track: "Lucky Me" and "Brown Skinned Girl"

Another day, another death...

"Perhaps they are not the stars, but rather openings in Heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy."

Just got over the anniversary of my brothers death...and now, 2 weeks later, I have to deal with the death of my heart, Mema.... 3 years it has been... and it seems like just yesterday I was sitting in the kitchen with her, having one of our heart to hearts... All the times I used to complain about having to drive down to see her... I wish I could take it all back. I would spend every second I could with her... Its true what they say... you never know what you have until its gone... and I am kicking myself for it now... I just wish that she knew how much she meant to me... Wish she knew how much I loved her. And how much I miss her. Every. Single. Day.

R.i.P. Mema <3

Excuse me Mr. Obama!

Dear President Obama,

Do you really want to be the new "war president"? If you go to West Point tomorrow night (Tuesday, 8pm) and announce that you are increasing, rather than withdrawing, the troops in Afghanistan, you are the new war president. Pure and simple. And with that you will do the worst possible thing you could do -- destroy the hopes and dreams so many millions have placed in you. With just one speech tomorrow night you will turn a multitude of young people who were the backbone of your campaign into disillusioned cynics. You will teach them what they've always heard is true -- that all politicians are alike. I simply can't believe you're about to do what they say you are going to do. Please say it isn't so.

It is not your job to do what the generals tell you to do. We are a civilian-run government. WE tell the Joint Chiefs what to do, not the other way around. That's the way General Washington insisted it must be. That's what President Truman told General MacArthur when MacArthur wanted to invade China. "You're fired!," said Truman, and that was that. And you should have fired Gen. McChrystal when he went to the press to preempt you, telling the press what YOU had to do. Let me be blunt: We love our kids in the armed services, but we f*#&in' hate these generals, from Westmoreland in Vietnam to, yes, even Colin Powell for lying to the UN with his made-up drawings of WMD (he has since sought redemption).

So now you feel backed into a corner. 30 years ago this past Thursday (Thanksgiving) the Soviet generals had a cool idea -- "Let's invade Afghanistan!" Well, that turned out to be the final nail in the USSR coffin.

There's a reason they don't call Afghanistan the "Garden State" (though they probably should, seeing how the corrupt President Karzai, whom we back, has his brother in the heroin trade raising poppies). Afghanistan's nickname is the "Graveyard of Empires." If you don't believe it, give the British a call. I'd have you call Genghis Khan but I lost his number. I do have Gorbachev's number though. It's + 41 22 789 1662. I'm sure he could give you an earful about the historic blunder you're about to commit.

With our economic collapse still in full swing and our precious young men and women being sacrificed on the altar of arrogance and greed, the breakdown of this great civilization we call America will head, full throttle, into oblivion if you become the "war president." Empires never think the end is near, until the end is here. Empires think that more evil will force the heathens to toe the line -- and yet it never works. The heathens usually tear them to shreds.

Choose carefully, President Obama. You of all people know that it doesn't have to be this way. You still have a few hours to listen to your heart, and your own clear thinking. You know that nothing good can come from sending more troops halfway around the world to a place neither you nor they understand, to achieve an objective that neither you nor they understand, in a country that does not want us there. You can feel it in your bones.

I know you know that there are LESS than a hundred al-Qaeda left in Afghanistan! A hundred thousand troops trying to crush a hundred guys living in caves? Are you serious? Have you drunk Bush's Kool-Aid? I refuse to believe it.

Your potential decision to expand the war (while saying that you're doing it so you can "end the war") will do more to set your legacy in stone than any of the great things you've said and done in your first year. One more throwing a bone from you to the Republicans and the coalition of the hopeful and the hopeless may be gone -- and this nation will be back in the hands of the haters quicker than you can shout "tea bag!"

Choose carefully, Mr. President. Your corporate backers are going to abandon you as soon as it is clear you are a one-term president and that the nation will be safely back in the hands of the usual idiots who do their bidding. That could be Wednesday morning.

We the people still love you. We the people still have a sliver of hope. But we the people can't take it anymore. We can't take your caving in, over and over, when we elected you by a big, wide margin of millions to get in there and get the job done. What part of "landslide victory" don't you understand?

Don't be deceived into thinking that sending a few more troops into Afghanistan will make a difference, or earn you the respect of the haters. They will not stop until this country is torn asunder and every last dollar is extracted from the poor and soon-to-be poor. You could send a million troops over there and the crazy Right still wouldn't be happy. You would still be the victim of their incessant venom on hate radio and television because no matter what you do, you can't change the one thing about yourself that sends them over the edge.

The haters were not the ones who elected you, and they can't be won over by abandoning the rest of us.

President Obama, it's time to come home. Ask your neighbors in Chicago and the parents of the young men and women doing the fighting and dying if they want more billions and more troops sent to Afghanistan. Do you think they will say, "No, we don't need health care, we don't need jobs, we don't need homes. You go on ahead, Mr. President, and send our wealth and our sons and daughters overseas, 'cause we don't need them, either."

What would Martin Luther King, Jr. do? What would your grandmother do? Not send more poor people to kill other poor people who pose no threat to them, that's what they'd do. Not spend billions and trillions to wage war while American children are sleeping on the streets and standing in bread lines.

All of us that voted and prayed for you and cried the night of your victory have endured an Orwellian hell of eight years of crimes committed in our name: torture, rendition, suspension of the bill of rights, invading nations who had not attacked us, blowing up neighborhoods that Saddam "might" be in (but never was), slaughtering wedding parties in Afghanistan. We watched as hundreds of thousands of Iraqi civilians were slaughtered and tens of thousands of our brave young men and women were killed, maimed, or endured mental anguish -- the full terror of which we scarcely know.

When we elected you we didn't expect miracles. We didn't even expect much change. But we expected some. We thought you would stop the madness. Stop the killing. Stop the insane idea that men with guns can reorganize a nation that doesn't even function as a nation and never, ever has.

Stop, stop, stop! For the sake of the lives of young Americans and Afghan civilians, stop. For the sake of your presidency, hope, and the future of our nation, stop. For God's sake, stop.

Tonight we still have hope.

Tomorrow, we shall see. The ball is in your court. You DON'T have to do this. You can be a profile in courage. You can be your mother's son.

We're counting on you.

Yours,
Michael Moore