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Pizza Worth Fighting For

IMG_0362-Ship-is-coming-in I was out walking yesterday morning and came upon some sea gulls fighting over a discarded slab of pizza – or at least what passes for pizza here in Southwest Florida. One of the birds persistently pecked at the pizza until it was light enough for him to carry it in flight. In this manner, he was able to get it away from his opponents and have it all to himself.

[pullquote]Strategy that works is definitely a competitive advantage. Just make sure that what you are fighting for is worth it.[/pullquote] This little tableau, which took less than a minute to play out, illustrated an important point for me. Strategy that works is definitely a competitive advantage. Just make sure that what you are fighting for is worth it. I mean, FLORIDA pizza? C’mon! 😉

Is there any reason I should continue to channel sincere effort toward the conventional, when it’s not really what I want? As I told a few friends recently – I’ve been praying for the wrong thing. I’ve been focusing on a job. What job should I choose? Will there be any jobs available? What if I don’t find a job? Job, job, job – wrong, wrong, wrong!

I don’t want a job. I want INCOME. I’m not saying that I don’t want to work. I’m saying that we all work for a reason, and that reason is to get some money so we can support our lives. So what we really, REALLY want, at the very core, is INCOME. A job is just ONE way of getting that.

Since I don’t really know what I want to be when I grow up, I’m confusing the Universe by asking for a job. So, let me clarify that for you, Universe.

Noo Yawk PizzaI want INCOME.

You get to decide how you’re going to deliver it to me.

And no pizza, please – not unless it was born and raised in New York 😉

Too Big To Feel

As more and more stories like this one emerge, I lose yet another fistful of faith in our political system. We may be going to the polls and voting, and that may make us feel like we have some control – but in reality, Big Business is who’s in control.

How could situations like this persist if Big Business did NOT own the law-makers and keepers of the land? And who are these people that dream up these schemes to leverage and profit from the misfortunes of others? How do they sleep at night? Probably, really well. 🙄


At long last, treadmill!

Sole F80 Treadmill
Sole F80 Treadmill
Well, it’s about time! Firstly, everyone who knows me would tell you that I agonize, sometimes for years, over major purchases. If I contemplated relatively minor purchases even one tenth as intensely, I would not have needed a second shoe rack…. Secondly, getting it here was MAJOR drama because of “FREE super-saver shipping”. Whaddaya want for nothing? Ya gets what ya pays for.

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Selling out – w00t!

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Gonna put it in the want ads
(want ads!)
this girl’s in misery
Gonna put it in the want ads
(want ads!)
somebody rescue me….

I told mah sistas today that I’m selling out. I’m tired of the ups and downs of Corporate America, the endless cycles of re-orgs, mergers, acquisitions and the associated beheadings. I’m tired of the lies, the platitudes and the BS. I’m gonna find me a sugar-daddy, a millionaire.

WANTED: Impossibly wealthy, motherless lost boy to transform me into the SAH-Princess I was born to be. In exchange for being the only adult in the room at all times and attending to every minute detail of your existence, you must agree to participate in the hunt for seashells, be willing to provide shoe budget and support my blogging habit. DVC* a plus. Contact DoNotSpamMe@gmail.com

Wouldn’t it be lovely if it really worked that way? 😉

Don’t mind me. I’m just grouchy because I had to work late and I’m being re-org’d again. Same old, same old.

But actually, this reminds me that I did scrawl a sort of a “want ad” to the Universe late one night several weeks ago. It’s here on the desk, somewhere. It’s on a piece of paper from a yellow legal pad. Ah ha, here it is:

What Do I Wish For?
I wish for my True Companion. With him, I feel safe and special and loved. There is a euphoria in his arms that is unmatched by all else. There is completion in our connection, a fitting-together of puzzle pieces that have long called out for and are now made whole by one another. There is laughter and healing in his company. There is fearless joy in my unabashed expression of love for him and there is gratitude for our union.

I don’t know that I’ve ever written anything before that was quite so… so sentimental and MUSHY, even. It was late. I was tired, yet sleep, that faithless, two-timing, backstabbing SOB, was not putting out for me. I guess there’s a vulnerability to late-night scribblings. But I’m pretty shocked that something like this came from MY pen. Hmmm, food for thought…

*Disney Vacation Club

Healthcare is a consumable, let’s act like consumers

Why aren’t medical practices being run like consumer businesses?

Why should I pay in full BEFORE services are rendered?  Do I hand over my money to Publix supermarket and walk out of there without my groceries?  Do I pay Toyota BEFORE they fix my car? Of course not!  So, why should I pay the dentist in advance, when I’m not going to walk out of there today with my crown?

And why do we need insurance, anyway?  Insurance is nothing more than legalized gambling.  The insurance company is betting that the consumer will not get sick, and the consumer is betting that they WILL get sick. And isn’t that just putting negative karma into the universe? If you EXPECT to get sick and prepare to get sick won’t you … get sick?

We would not need insurance if the rates were reasonable and competitive. Why is there no competitive pricing from which consumers can choose? “Crazy Dr. Eddie – his prices are IN-SANE!” (I think only people from the northeastern USA who grew up in the 60s and 70s will get that reference). If competitive pricing were in effect, we’d be able to afford doctors and surgery and dentistry without insurance, and without taking out a second mortgage… that is, if we can even qualify for a mortgage these days.

Medical professionals say they have to charge so much because a) they owe so much in student loans, and b) malpractice insurance. Again with the freakin’ insurance! If it wasn’t so easy to sue people these days, they wouldn’t need the freakin’ malpractice insurance! And if education wasn’t so exorbitantly expensive, they wouldn’t have quite so much in student loans.

What the world really needs right now is for someone to find and push the global economic reset button.