Bobby John

No more than 200 people lived in that unincorportated area in West Virginia. And it was Bobbie John’s kingdom. For years, for as long as anyone could remember, Bobbie John was the arbitrator and, like President Bush, the decider. Under his command were 200 living souls. Why did they come to Bobbie John to settle disputes, have him suggest whom to marry, all that day-to-day “important” stuff for those 200 living, breathing souls?

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Okay, so I am a stickler for correct English. Yes, some people still care about how we all speak and write. And for someone like myself, I am in a constant state of frustration because bad English seems inescapable. And at times, it seems that it comes from everywhere, waiters, tellers, friends, professors, doctors, but one would think that at least the English of your computer should be virtually (pun intended) perfect. Right? Well, no. Let’s take a look into Windows, the bestest operating system ever!

When I jumped on my Mother’s computer to help her solve a technical dilemma, I was grammatically attacked by a pop-up window. And yes, it did hurt, but I am okay. I was asked to choose between two options, yet given a selection of yes or no. Let me show you.

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External Sphincter of Man,
That’s What!

I guess there may be the slightest interest in what I, [Cerebrl], am up to. You know, the guy that runs this little blog. Well, I have been busy with school. Yes, school. Well, that and being politically active, developing a website (paid project that is, yea!), working for an after (urban) school program and trying to get back into working out. At the moment, I am taking microbiology, and human physiology in a short summer semester. If you are interested, here is what I had to write about this week for physiology:

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Now that the government recognizes Global Warming (Thanks, Gore.), it’s officially here and it’s time for you to make a buck — no, megabucks off global warming. Call it Global Warming or Climate Change — doesn’t matter, it’s coming. What kind of new, unusual opportunities are out there for the little guy to cash in on? Here are a few suggestions:

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Bad Directions are indeed recipes made for disaster. You’re doing something, making something, repairing something, going somewhere, and you become confused, not completely lost, just confused, so you stop and ask for directions. Guess what? Duh! Nine times out of ten someone gives you the wrong directions or you give yourself the wrong directions. These kinds of directions are Bad Directions when used in recipes that make for disaster.

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What’s with Blackwater these days? Do you recall how Blackwater was involved in a shoot-out last September on the 17th at a Baghdad intersection that left 17 Iraqis dead? Do you recall how Iraq’s outrage and how American public outrage called for Blackwater’s dismissal from Iraq?

Background: I selected some items for a brief recap on Blackwater in Iraq from my original article, “Tell Me Blackwater Ain’t So, Ma,” posted October 25th, 2007 on b4b and from my other related comments.

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Convenience VS. Ecology
Stop Plastic!

Plastic bags were just outlawed (first in California, where else?) from the supermarkets. Then from drugstores. Plastic bags have come to be no more, no longer used, no longer manufactured for California. Now, it’s soon for your state. Why?

Why it’s for the good of the environment, Honey! Plastic doesn’t decompose in landfills. It lasts and outlasts. California (always first) has put a “stop” law on these bags to keep them out of landfills, out of the ocean. Have you ever seen the news reports of this gigantic doughnut of plastic stuff in the ocean that’s continuously and permanently circling upon itself, goosed by ocean currents?

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Broke, busted? The kids are starving. And is your spouse cruising, on the hunt for a sugar daddy or else for a queen bee with lots of stored honey? Face the facts when you’re not worth a dime. You’re broke, busted! Down and out! You know it; your partner or spouse knows it, the kids know it, and the neighbors know it.

What can you do? Hara-kiri? Hell no! Then, what will you do? Well, you can go home again. It has been said that “home” is where they have to take you in when you go there.

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$170 Phone Bill!

Fellow Delegates, Obamians, Democrates and Patriots, I need your help. I was Williamson County, Precinct 480’s Delegate Chair, and with that responsibility came organizing, informing, delegating and communicating to all of my precinct’s delegates, which was a large task prior to and during the county convention. During this convention, all my precinct delegates needed to keep in constant contact with me as to not miss a beat and make sure that everything was done correctly. Well, here in lies my big problem.

In staying available and keeping in contact with everyone, I managed to rack up a massive cell phone bill from the preparation and management of the county convention totaling out to $168.57 (Screenshots of bill below)! I, being the struggling, full-time student I am, can barely afford the $30 monthly bill that I was expecting to pay for my normal cell phone service, so you can imagine the tears in my eyes when I opened it up to a bill of nearly $170.

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