Friday, March 26, 2010

You my friend---are an Idiot.

I try not to be mean to my friends, I mean who of us out there wants to be MEAN to a friend. Friends are an important part to everyday life. They are the ones that are always there for you, the ones that will hold back your hair when you are puking (when your mother just blames you for drinking), and will tell you with utter distaste that those shoes that you are wearing look hideous. Friendship is much more than that but to save time, that is all I got.

My friend, lets call him "JARED" the other day made me realize why I love friends so much. He knows when I am cranky, he knows my moods, and still wants to hang out with me.

And I know that he is goofy, likes to play around, and occasionally likes attention.

So my story starts and end just as quickly as that introduction.

"JARED" and I are driving in his car up 40th street, oncoming traffic is coming past us and going onto the bridge. There in front of Wendy's it happens.

"Hey a LIMO!! Hey rich and successfully people look at me, look at me." There is Jared flailing his arms outside of the car, waving and calling attention to himself. He also sticks his head out of the window to shout, hoping that the people in this limo might just roll down a window to say 'hi'.

For a brief second I allow him to do this, not quite giggling but not quite not giggling. Then I stop. There for that second second I see something that he is not yet aware of, and if he is he doesn't recognize it. This little object, fluttering in the wind atop the cars behind the limo, makes me suck in a gasp and stop him.

"Jared stop!"

"Why? Its famous people!! Hello!!!"


I pause, knowing that this would be funnier for me than to him (possibly)."Jared, that's a funeral procession."

He stops and looks at me taken back. "But where are the little flags??" As I point out the other cars behind the limo he goes on to say, "I didn't see that! How was I to know."

I let out a snort, look at him and say, "You my friend---are an idiot..."

Anyway you look at it, your friends are your friends for a reason. Even if they flail their arms around at corpses, talk to you until all hours of the night, or just comment on your blog posting. Your friends are important and even the smallest things like a giggle in the car can mean the world and can make you understand how special friendship really is.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Change of Opinion---It comes once in a Blue Moon

Yesterday I had an epiphany, I was sitting there in front of Wholey's Fish Market in the Strip and this is what happened, (in my brain)

Adelina, you sometimes like to drink alcohol right?
Yeah.
It is fun to do and is fun to do with friends right?
Well, yes.
You have partied a few times haven't you?
Well... yes a few.
Adelina, be honest, your mother, sisters, and roommates have found you face first in the toilet.
Ok, ok brain, yes I sometimes take it to the extreme. But it doesn't happen THAT often.
It also leads to accidents right?
Um.. I am sure everyone knows that this is true brain, why are you asking these questions?
Well Adelina, why is it then that you do not like the idea of smoking pot.
Mother-f. You are a tricky little trickster brain.....

Moral of the story, I might have to change my thinking on the issue of smoking pot.

Background story, I've never smoked, ever. Yeah I know, big shock, I get that a lot. Apparently I look like a girl who will just fire up the bowl. (Pffftttt, even writing in drug lingo makes me laugh hysterically.) I've got the staring at me with a quizzical look up on their faces, "Never ever?" more than once. I think that everyone has this idea that everyone smokes, and I just don't.

Usually I am totally against the idea of smoking. Not because I don't think it could be entertaining, but because it is illegal and because when I was younger those 'Anti-Drug' commercials scared the shit out of me. Literally my mother would have to wake me up at night because I would be crying and screaming about those commercials. Not only pot, but all of them scared the shit out of me. (Click here and see if this isn't just a little crazy.) It is illegal to smoke, a point that I will get back to later. Granted if you want to smoke, do it, it is your choice, it is just not one that I truly understand nor take part in.

In the office there has been much talk about the group called NORML. (Click here for their website.) They often have concerts and speakers on the subject of marijuana law reform. Currently their cause has been doubled because of the House Bill 1393 for Pennsylvania that was introduced in April. (Click here for the Bill.)

Now with this all going around me I guess my brain decided to make me think about the world and the old vs. new order of things. Everyone remembers Prohibition. The another reform that was passed to make the consumption of something (alcohol) illegal. I do remember something of high school history, this Prohibition didn't really work.

The Temperance movement blamed alcohol for many of society's ills, especially crime and murder. Saloons, a social haven for men who lived in the still untamed West, were viewed by many, especially women, as a place of debauchery and evil. Prohibition, members of the Temperance movement urged, would stop husbands from spending all the family income on alcohol and prevent accidents in the workplace caused by workers who drank during lunch.


Blaming alcohol on society's ills. I mean it couldn't be the people, the SOCIETY could it? Nope, better blame something else. It has to be something else other than people and free will. Hmm... guess we better blame alcohol, that sneaky little substance that always talks you into doing stupid stuff, makes you drink it, and makes you want it more. Never mind, that is the person pulling the glass to their lips after they order it. You can't blame alcohol, but you can blame the person. Free will baby, free will.

Just in case no one knows what free will is, or thinks that it is not really true, I have complied a list of definitions.

free will

–noun
1.free and independent choice; voluntary decision: You took on the responsibility of your own free will.
2.Philosophy. the doctrine that the conduct of human beings expresses personal choice and is not simply determined by physical or divine forces.


free will
n.
The ability or discretion to choose; free choice: chose to remain behind of my own free will.

The power of making free choices that are unconstrained by external circumstances or by an agency such as fate or divine will.


free will
The ability to choose, think, and act voluntarily. For many philosophers, to believe in free will is to believe that human beings can be the authors of their own actions and to reject the idea that human actions are determined by external conditions or fate. (See determinism, fatalism, and predestination.)

free will

in humans, the power or capacity to choose among alternatives or to act in certain situations independently of natural, social, or divine restraints. Free will is denied by those who espouse any of various forms of determinism. Arguments for free will are based on the subjective experience of freedom, on sentiments of guilt, on revealed religion, and on the universal supposition of responsibility for personal actions that underlies the concepts of law, reward, punishment, and incentive. In theology, the existence of free will must be reconciled with God's omniscience and goodness (in allowing man to choose badly), and with divine grace, which allegedly is necessary for any meritorious act. A prominent feature of modern Existentialism is the concept of a radical, perpetual, and frequently agonizing freedom of choice. Jean-Paul Sartre, for example, speaks of the individual "condemned to be free" even though his situation may be wholly determined.

I think we all get the point.

For about thirteen years alcohol was made illegal. In the end it was a huge failure. John D. Rockefeller, Jr stated that, "When Prohibition was introduced, I hoped that it would be widely supported by public opinion and the day would soon come when the evil effects of alcohol would be recognized. I have slowly and reluctantly come to believe that this has not been the result. Instead, drinking has generally increased; the speakeasy has replaced the saloon; a vast army of lawbreakers has appeared; many of our best citizens have openly ignored Prohibition; respect for the law has been greatly lessened; and crime has increased to a level never seen before."

Now is there a correlation? I think so. Prohibition doesn't work. When you tell someone not to do something, it because something that they want to do more. My boyfriend just painted the kitchen, he told me not to touch the walls because they weren't dry. I touched the walls. I just had to make sure. I needed to know for myself. This is the same when it deals with anything. Your parents say, "Adelina, don't go out with that boy he is bad news." I say "Sign me up for date number two!' And that is just coming from your parents and significant other. When it is the government, don't you think that you would want to do it even more? Back to my point of I don't do it because it is illegal.

I do things that are illegal all the time. I go more than the set speed limit, I cross when there is no cross walk, I even cross when there is a cross walk and the light is red, and the list of laws on this page, I am pretty sure I have broken some of those too. Laws sometimes are put into effect and then not changed when their use is over. People break the laws, maybe it is a tiny infraction or a large federal offense, it just happens. People have the right to chose what they want and what they do on a day to day basis. So why would the government impose another type of Prohibition and then be concerned when it once again doesn't work? This doesn't make sense to me at all.

National Survey on Drug Use and Health (NSDUH)
According to the National Survey on Drug Use and Health, in 2007, 14.4 million Americans aged 12 or older used marijuana at least once in the month prior to being surveyed, which is similar to the 2006 rate. About 6,000 people a day in 2007 used marijuana for the first time—2.1 million Americans. Of these, 62.2 percent were under age 18.

It just doesn't work. People are still smoking, so why not just make it legal and see if anything lowers after that. Look at the statistics for deaths in the United States.

Tobacco 435,0001
Poor Diet and Physical Inactivity 365,0001
Alcohol 85,000 1
Microbial Agents 75,0001
Toxic Agents 55,0001
Motor Vehicle Crashes 26,3471
Adverse Reactions to Prescription Drugs 32,0002
Suicide 30,6223
Incidents Involving Firearms 29,0001
Homicide 20,3084
Sexual Behaviors 20,0001
All Illicit Drug Use, Direct and Indirect 17,0001, 5
Non-Steroidal Anti-Inflammatory Drugs Such As Aspirin 7,6006
Marijuana 07

Now I do not see anyone being told not to eat Mcdonald's anymore, or told that their Marlboro's need to be put out. So why is it that people are being told not to smoke Marijuana? With all the people out there that are smoking, or trying pot, why aren't there more deaths resulting from the use of it? (Click here for another survey of FDA approved drugs vs Pot). (Ps. as I am sure others will be interested--sexual behaviors is HIV, STD stuff not anything like, having sex on a fish tank and accidentally drowning, which I kinda hoped for...is that wrong?)

Maybe I am just not informed enough about the pros and cons. But I see the connection between alcohol and pot, and I just don't see the difference anymore. I think my main problem is that they (the pro-smokers) base the claim that pot helps with health ailments. Ok, I can see this in some cases, but so did someone else before you,

"There were, however, several loopholes for people to legally drink during Prohibition. For instance, the 18th Amendment did not mention the actual drinking of liquor. Since Prohibition went into effect a full year after the 18th Amendment's ratification, many people bought cases of then-legal alcohol and stored them for personal use. The Volstead Act allowed alcohol consumption if it was prescribed by a doctor. Needless to say, large numbers of new prescriptions were written for alcohol."

I see the uses for medical marijuana and I get that it could help, for REAL ISSUES and DISEASES. I think though, that I would have more respect for the 'cause' if they said, I just want to smoke it. In this article by the Washington Post it shows that scripts written by Doctors to use Pot has gone up, with the symptoms of just 'pain' being the leading cause. Pain. Hm...

Guess it must be that easy to get a license, "Dr. I have this pain in my ass. I think I need something."
Dr: "Better start smoking pot."
Me: "But how will that get rid of my boyfriend?" (HAHAHAHA, little humor.)

In the end it comes down to this. People want to smoke and will smoke. I feel that running purely on the campaign that it is good for medical use is bullshit, which is why I have the most issues with it. If you want to smoke, do it. Just don't tell me that it is because you have a pain. If you have a real medical problem that it helps with, i.e. chemotherapy, glaucoma, etc then by all means I will be the one to light the bong (Pfffftttt) for you. But if you are doing it just for 'pain' then you will get the look of disgust.

Tell the House what you really think, smoking is fun to do and you think it should be legal because of that reason. Alcohol is, so why shouldn't Marijuana?

My opinion is changed. I don't do it, and probably won't ever try. But if you want to do it go ahead. It is a choice and people make then each day. Free will dictates that if you want to do something you will do it. If the government can't stop you, then who am I to try.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Excuse me, I asked for a girl.....

Today I died a little inside. I was over my Jared's house waiting for him to be done with the bathroom or something, reading ELLE magazine which--HE HAD--in his apartment. I usually like to look through magazines and gaze at all the things that I will never have enough money to buy.

I got to the 'articles' sections and this is when my utter disgust for certain women in this country came through. I wanted to find these people and punch them in the face.

The article that brought such a disgust to my ENTIRE being is called, Girl Crazy by Ruth Shalit Barret. I thought it would be an article about having a baby girl. Wrong! Very very wrong.

In this article Shalit explains about GD or Gender Disappointment. Where the mother of a HEALTHY child gets so depressed--even to abortion or suicide--because the baby that they are carrying is not the right sex. One of the women in the article goes to say, "My family is complete in reality but not in heart, [her three boys] I want to give them to someone who can actually love them."

These women in the article can not get past the fact that they have a healthy child, all that they see is that their healthy child is not what gender they wanted. All of them go through expensive and invasive surgeries or routines, "...douched with vingar and slept with a lime soaked tampon in hopes of lowering her vaginal pH to girl favorable levels" in order to get the girl or boy of their dreams.

Wake up America! What the fuck is wrong with you people out there. The site that I Googled to look to see if there were actually forums on this is called, www.in-gender.com. Their introduction forum stated that,

Rules for posting here: As always, be kind and respectful to all other members. Posts along the lines of "you should just be happy to have children" are not permitted. (We already know this, thank you.) Unkind posts in this forum will be removed swiftly and without apology. This is a forum for support, not criticism.

If you are experiencing gender disappointment, I want you to know that you are not alone, you are not a bad parent, and you will feel better. We have been where you are, and it will help you to talk to us. Please come in.

Hmm....Maybe someone should post that they should be happy with their children, maybe they are confused that being a boy or a girl is not something like being born with Down Syndrome or any other terrible disease.

One of the women that posted on this site wrote this,

How is this even possible? ANOTHER girl? Is this a trick or a game that God is playing with us? I prayed and bargained with God for a SON. Just one. This is my last baby. He knew that! So WHY is it another girl?

And then went on to say that her husband should leave her for someone younger that would give him what he wanted in life.

This is my problem, ELLE magazine is read worldwide. I know that the fact that my hands even got a hold of one is purely fate. Why would this world famous magazine that KNOWS the majority of readers are women publish such an article? It does not say that this is something that is terrible and people should be happy with what they get, no they are understanding and sympathetic towards these 'mothers' and I do use the term loosely, that do not get the XY--boy or X--girl that they want.

I searched, Googled, to see if anyone finds this weird and disgusting. One writer also finds this to be, "Creepy." (Click here for her entire article)

There are people out there trying to have children and cannot. There are millions of children that can be adopted and loved. But what ELLE magazine did in this article is allow women the freedom to complain, not about how their new shoes do not fit, but how their new children do not fit in their lives. They are not mothers, they are monsters. You should be happy that you have a child that is living, breathing, and is healthy. How dare you call yourself a mother when you contemplate abortion because the child you carry is not the sex you want, or even to give away your children because they do not fit. These are children not the new line of spring accessories. Get a clue--both to ELLE magazine and the women out there that think that they need to pick and choose what they have. Save us all the time and contemplate what is there in life that is a bigger concern. You having a the gender that you want, or you having a child that is happy and healthy.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Health Care

Ok, everyone knows I have no job. Unemployment covers most of my living expenses for now. What I am concerned about is insurance. I have none. This is scary and every time I step out of the house to do ANYTHING, I remind everyone that, "I have no insurance so please be careful."

I got a call a while back stating that I would be receiving some COBRA paperwork in the mail. I guess being unemployed I am eligible for "reduced" health care. Ok to me that sounds great!

Before I was laid off my gyno found a cyst on my ovary. I was getting that treated with the combination of insurance and money out of my own pocket. Over $800 in money out of my own pocket. Thought the insurance company could cover more, think again.

I get my paperwork in the mail and I look down, ok, $14.97 a month to continue dental health, that is good! I just paid $96 for a routine check up. I will check that box for dental. Then I look down.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT. $498.67!! This is what I see. For the low rate of five hundred dollars a month I can continue to be insured. WHAT THE HELL. I laughed so loud and looked at it again assuming, incorrectly, that there has to be a typo in the paperwork. I even called..... Nope. For one person to be insured under this policy it is about $500 a month. Ok, I mean I have that type of money right?? Just laying around under my pillow... PFFFTTTT.....

I am unemployed. UNEMPLOYED. Who the hell do these people think I am. I get less that that from unemployment every two weeks. How am I going to pay my utilities, my rent, and then have FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARS left over for insurance? How did they even think that it would be understandable and easy for someone in my situation to do this? I do not get it.

Since the Health Care Bill has been on the news lately I looked into a summery of what this bill will do. Granted, I just Googled it, but this is what I found.

Lower penalty for those who choose not to buy health insurance for most people.

The flat payment annual penalty is reduced to$695 by 2016 or 2.5% of income by 2016. Penalty for a family is the greater of 3 times the individual flat fee penalty $2,085 or 2.5% of household income.


Wait, I will be FINED? How is it possible to get fined if I cannot afford health insurance?? Um... can someone tell me if this is actually possible? I can't afford something so why should I have to get it? Obama!!! What the hell are you doing!?!?!?

In another note, I then went to the Department of Welfare home page to see if I can get insurance through them. Unfortunately because I have practiced safe sex up until now and have not popped out some babies I am not qualified to get health care through them. Which is their major concern. I have no dependents, I am not disabled, and I do not work 100 hours a month, therefore I am not qualified. Oh good.

How are other people getting insurance? Is it possible to pay for it yourself and not spend more than $150 a month on it? Why is it that when people want to get help and ensure they are kept safe and healthy it is just not an option.

Until I decide what I want to do and what I CAN do and afford, just be careful around me, and no more bungee jumping.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Alexandria, and her pain in the ass older sister (aka me)

I finally get home and this is what I hear.

"Ugh, Mama---Can't she ever just brush her hair?? Ugh...."

Apparently I am a contradiction to womanhood for my younger sister Alex. I do not get up each morning to shower and straighten my hair. I do not wear make-up everyday or even assume to even know how to apply make up. I do not get dressed up and look my best whenever I step a foot outside the house. In FACT, I am currently sitting at the Crazy Mocha back in Pittsburgh in a hoodie, unbrushed hair, and sweat shorts. I'm just not the type of girl that gets dressed and tries to look her best, 'just in case'. It is not me. It is not who I am.

My sisters on the other hand look sexy and hot whenever they leave the house. I don't even know how to do this so I don't. It is not worth the trouble. I look good for me and who I am. I know that I will never be a super model. I leave that up to my younger sisters. They are the ones that can get away with it, so I let them. :-)

I like to look nice, but there is a time and a place for that. This usually involves hours of me staring at the mirror wondering how to use the bottle of gunk in my hand. And then when the finally I am done I step back, mouth agape going, "oh my god I look like a hooker." I just don't do make up and girly very well.

Leave me to my sweats and unbrushed hair. I am paving the way for the revolution!!!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Monday, March 8, 2010

Smelling Like a Man

Let us be clear. I am not the one that smells like a man. Granted I rarely smell like a girl, I mean, I have perfumes, I just don't wear them a lot. Ok, scratch that, I smell like a girl.

Now the point of this rant/rave is, I love when men smell like men. I love it after a long day of work a guy is a little bit sweaty and dirty. To be clear, I do not like dirty stinky men. I just like men that look like they just came off the construction site and need to be be bathed (or sexed). I am sure that every woman has this fantasy so it is nothing special. I get to semi-live the fantasy so to me, it is amazing.

CH works at Home Depot. He lifts heavy things all day and does man stuff like finding guy stuff on the wall and aisles. He does NOT get to wear a tool belt to my obvious frustration but, my imagination is vivid enough to see it.

This drives me crazy. I love to go into the store when he is working. LOVE IT. I will get dressed up just for the purpose of meeting him at the store to surprising him. I do this mainly to see him, but because I can feel and smell the testosterone in the air when I enter the store. It drives me wild.

I love the guys, men who are looking up and down the aisle for their wood beams, nuts, bolts, wire cutters, etc, etc, etc, etc. They smell like a man should smell. GOOD. It makes my mouth water when I look around the aisles for CH and the men are hoist their heavy loads onto their shoulders. Caring not for the crazy ideas of, "arthritis" and not even thinking about getting a massage to get those tight tight kinks out. I drool.

What is the best, is when a woman is walking down the aisle and they just stop to stare in their best, "construction worker by the highway" type of stare. It is hilarious and very very hot. Yum....

The best story by far of me being in Home Depot to visit CH.

I entered the building trying to find him. As I am walking down the main isle I see this older man stop, stare, and then lean over to someone that is blocked to me to say something. As I approach he is talking to CH. CH has his mouth open with a pissed off look and just says, "That's my girlfriend." The man drops his jaw and then walks away. Only to come back to shake CH's hand and tell him congratulations.

I ask what the man said to him to make him look so annoyed. "He said look at her, [they were in the paint aisle] I would love to scrape the paint off of her ass. Damn."

I love Home Depot. Not because I get hit on but because, men inside that store, are men.

Alice in Wonderland

Perfect surprise was the dinner date//movie night this weekend. I usually don't like surprises. Ok, I love them, but I want to know when they are coming and what they are. I get that this is not a surprise but...I digress.

Alice in Wonderland is probably one of my favorite children's story of all time. It is fantastic, whimsical, and just plain crazy.

I knew the movie was coming out. I also have a great love for Tim Burton.

I did not listen to any comments about the movie. I did not read anything about the movie. I did not even really watch the trailer, except for when it was attached to other movies. I wanted a clean slate when I went to see it.

I saw it. And I LOVED IT!!! It was the best movie so far this year that I have seen. I saw it in 3D which was really interesting/weird. But the movie went far beyond my expectations and for that I am grateful.

Everyone should go out and see it! NOW!

Thursday, March 4, 2010

My response to Craigslist., I love him.

This blog is my response to my friend's blog. She does not like Craigslist. I could not believe it when I read it, who can not like Craigslist? I then realized what she was looking for within the site was something that I rarely, yet sometimes do. She went to the site to look for professional jobs, a career. That you cannot find on Craigslist.

I love CL, it has helped me find an apartment, and a part-time job. I have really nothing bad to say on the subject.

The apartment finder is REALLY helpful because you can search it by neighborhoods in the city. I only respond to ads that have pictures attached to them, and I would NEVER, EVER go to any of the showings without someone with me. You have to be smart and make sure that you are protected every step of the way. Take a buddy or friend with you, make sure that other people know where you will be, if the apartment looks shady then you do not go inside. Ever!!! And if at all it makes you uncomfortable, get out, you have no obligation to stay.

Once on my old roommate and I were looking at an apartment, we were almost done, then opened a pantry door, shotgun. Needless to say we got out, because it was just weird. That was the only thing that has ever happened, that was weird, and I have spreadsheets full of apartments that I looked through before I found something that I actually liked.

Jobs. Jobs are elusive tricky little things. They seem to be getting fewer and fewer as the times progress. CL is not something that I would ever normally use to find a real life career. But sometimes hard times call for hard measures. When I WAS working full time, back in July, I knew that I would be moving on my own so I needed a part-time job just in case. It would help me pay the bills and feel more comfortable living on my own.

The BF was not working at the time and took a day to try to find me something else while he was trying to find, something. I know that CL isn't what it should be in regards to jobs. There are things on there that are sketchy, to say the least. Lets face it though, we as a culture have been on the internet long enough to know what link to click and what link to not click. I think that we should be smart enough to know what job to send information to and what job to just pass aside.

My part time jobs ad looks like this, and when it was opened I knew it could be something that I could trust. Number 1: an external website that even if I did type it into Google, without clicking the link, I found it in Pittsburgh. Number 2: a facebook page that I can look at and see what they do or are all about. Number 3: and maybe the most important. It has the phone number, the name of the organization and the street address right in the ad. I will not have to wonder where or who I am applying to. It is right there, and if needed Google map can show me if what they say they are saying is true. I took the chance and applied. It has been a great experience so far. The people and the hours are fantastic and I love going to work. That job has really helped out considering I lost my full-time job last month. It is a success story, but those are few on CL.

But CL does warn right when you get to the page, they know it happens, so why would you also not be surprised. People are always trying to get other people for information or money. The internet has not stopped this at all. Just be smart and know what you are doing, take steps to ensure your safety and the safety of your information.

Now to the good part, what my friend did NOT include in her blog. My favorite past time on CL.
Who out there has not looked through Casual Encounters and just laughed a little bit. Laughed and was just a little interested about if the post was ever going to be responded to, and how often it was responded to. Every has to at least try this page out. It is amazing. It is sad. It is raunchy and it is amusing.

But....my thing, one that I like to check just in case I may be mentioned is Missed Connections. How I love looking through the pages of m4w or even w4m and then occasionally w4w just in case I could be in that category. I love it. The romance, the intrigue, the longing of theses people. It is like reading someones diary, the thrill of knowing that you can read what they want to say, what they want with this person, and they will never know you know. It is great. The days when it says Lawrencville , Bloomfield, East Liberty or anywhere that I walk around in, my heart flutters as I click on that link. Oh my god, I think while I look at this post, that could be me!!

A dirty little thing that I love. And that I know more people than me love to look through.

The free stuff section always gets me too. I know a lot of people that have picked up some good stuff just by calling. Just make sure that you go with someone, and possibly see a picture before you go. You don't want to make the mistake of going 20 minutes out of your way for something that you would never get. This section is like a garage sale, but everything is free! Who out there doesn't like a good garage sale?

And the last enjoyable thing on CL. Rants and Raves. This is a section that people anonymously post rants and raves about people they know, or things they know about. It is interesting but has taken a turn for the worst. Last year my friends and I used to read it and laugh. Now it is just something that people use to put each other down, talk about the church, belittle the gay community, or do anything else to pass their meager existence. It became trite and overplayed. Oh well you take the good with the bad.

And such is CL to me. It can be fun. It can whittle away hours of your time. It can even amuse you on occasion. Just be smart when you use it. Know what it is for, and know that it is a posting board where ANYONE can post anything. Leave it at that and you will be safe.

But one thing, don't ever 100% knock it.