The Great Recession hits the town as a plow and some salt

So anyone who has not been living in a bubble for the past year knows that we are in a recession. You can not call it a depression cause then people start to get scared. At least that is what my Sociology teacher says.


Well recently the city has said that things are going to be closed down and budget cuts are going to happen. (Even though the city got that tax increase they asked for last may.....) They stated that the ice rink would be closing, the pools would not be open this summer, and the fireworks were a no go. Also memorial day is iffy and the apple festival is said to be a no. Well that did not shock me nearly as much as this one did.


Appreciation day is also cancelled. Ohhhh buddy they did not just do that! That there is a band tradition, and you can not take that away from the band and the Seniors. It just is not going to happen bub....I do not care if you are mayor. Anyway, today in band someone asked Shepka what we are going to do.

He replied with this, "I am not going down without a fight" and told us that he is working to still have it on the court house steps. He already filled the paper work out. I guess if we want to do it we have to foot the bill. So the plan sounds like we are not going to have vendors down there and everything would start later in the day. He said there is no way that he will let this get cancelled too.

He told us that if we had to do it down in the park we would, NO MATTER WHAT it was going to happen, even if we could not use the court house steps. That made us feel alot better but still....not using the court house steps? I guess the city can still tell us no.

Just another day at purgatory....aka the High school.

So today we got to see some of the outcomes of the dance and peoples decisions at it. Which if you made a bad choice, your feeling it now.

Two people that I know personally got caught for drinking. They both got suspended, but I am not sure for how long.

Come on people, if you feel the need to drink (why you would in the first place, I have no idea, it really does nothing to your image) drink in moderation. If you need to drink to feel good at a dance and have a good time, then you should not spend the $12 going. Cause if you get caught you are screwed! Good luck explaining it to your parents, and then explaining it to your teachers.(Insert Sarcasm)

I have noticed that most of the time, that it is the people that you least expect to come to a dance drunk are the ones who do. OK let me rephrase that. Some of the ones that are good in class and can be suck ups at times, AND that are also popular or have popular friends are the ones who seem to drink and come, AND then worry about it all the next day if someone they know got caught.

Now I am just making an observation, and everything in the world has exceptions. But from what I can gather it seems to be along those lines this time.

But come on, you know you are going to a place that has cops and rent-a-cops, plus teachers that see you everyday. Let's stop and think about this for a minute. What is the thrill of that? Come on. Get trashed after the dance if your really feel the need.

Welcome to the dance.....Just were I wanted to be......

So last night was E-towns Winter Formal, and the theme was Chinese New Year/ Festival. So a lot of gold, black and red everywhere, along with the dragons and fans. There was even a dragon made of red balloons.....which we got to pop this morning. Of course there was water and fortune cookies. Yes I said WATER not punch or anything sticky. Unless you ask Cookie who will tell you water is sticky because it has whale sperm in it but hey, I just sever it, I do not inspect it. Drink at your own risk, it does come out of the tap behind us....no filtration there, just pure chlorine and anything else they think we need to drink along with the water. Come on, why can't we have some pure H2O? Is it that hard to not dump stuff into it?

Last night was also a night of "...in bed" jokes. Some were bad and some were good. Lets see if I can find any...where did I leave those fortune cookies at....? Ahhhh HA found them.

So in case you have no idea what a "....in bed" joke is here is the low down. You find a line, then at the end of it you add "in bed" and see how it sounds. Lets take this fortunes line and add in bed to it...."There is a prospect of a thrilling time ahead for you" in bed....See that would be considered a some what good one. Oh how about "Happiness is in the heart, not in the circumstances." in bed. You can also change "in bed" to "in your pants" but we normally save that for song titles.....Like "Ain't no other man" in your pants, or "I love life" in your pants.

Yeah that is what my night consisted of. But that is ok cause it was better then being out "there", it looked dangerous out "there" *shudder*

And what would a E-high dance be with out alcohol!!!! (Insert sarcasm)


There was one girl who was completely out of it, I have no idea how she got past the Principals! She came wobbling up to the water and literally fell into the cookies, and said "What are these?" She then held one up and said "This is not drink, this is not what I came for...what did I come for...." WOW....... her boyfriend had to lead her the few inches to the water and hand her a cup that she promptly dropped and it end up on the floor.

At one time I saw one of the principals talking to another with a clear bottle in his hands that had what looked to be a cork in the top.....Looked like vodka to me but it was to dim to tell completely and people kept going between me and him. Later I saw it sitting at the teachers table with him.....

Anyway, it was a dance like any other. There was crying (which I did not get to see, I am so pissed, it normal is funny to watch because it is normally one of the ones that is drunk.), there was screaming, there was loud music, of which I could only tell about one or two of the songs from my spot...one of which being Womanizer.

I was lucky that the other person doing the water with me was someone that I know...and at one point I broke into "Jingle Bombs" after he said "dashing through the snow..." and we both cracked up and started to repeat some of the lines from Achmed.... And as we were cleaning up we discovered that not only is the tap water warm most of the time, it get burning hot. Luckily the other nob gave us slightly cooler water in which to fill the Water containers. But that was the night in a nut shell, minus a few things but oh well......Clean up this morning took a little over an hour so not that long...they had cleaned some the night before.

I can not wait for Morp....so I can watch over the pizza and water, while making sure it does not get spiked....how you spike water is beyond me......It would taste completely off and one of the kids would tell the principals...not like they drink the water...they have bottled water.

Life keeps on throwing them at us....

So today after my dad dropped me off at school, he had a car accident. I did not find this out until my mother came to pick me up after school. I guess he was driving and was behind someone who was turning and went to go around them and hit another car. The car he hit was either pulling in or backing out of a driveway and tried to get out of the way fast enough but failed to do so, causing my dad to hit him in the rear. I really am not sure about all the details, I know that there were two lanes going in one direction on the side of the road my dad was on, and I believe that guy he hit was also going in that direction.

Luckily it seems no one was hurt, and the police cited the other guy not my dad leaving our insurance out of it, (though when my dad called, they said that they would more then willingly pressure the other company if they took to long!!! I had to laugh at this, I love our insurance company sometimes. They are one of the best according to the last guy that fixed my moms car when she got hit a few months back.....)

My dad was driving his truck at the time and the only damage that we can see so far is the front bumper is hanging down on one side a little, a turn signal light is completely and utterly gone, and some denting, scratching and bending of some of the metal on the hood of the car.

Oh and did I fail to mention the fact that my dad tried to stop so hard that a break line also burst?? (Insert Sarcasm) The break line was older though so age might have helped that one. Yeah the petal goes all the way to the floor now....I am guessing that my dad drove home really slow and just down shifted and idled the entire way home...Unless he had some breaking power still. Right now the truck is sitting in our garage, (leaking fluid, that we are guessing is break line fluid) and it seems that my dad will drive my car for a while until we can agree with the other company where it needs to go to get fixed.

And that leads me into the whole reason for this rambling. It seems that car accidents are plaguing my family. First off almost a year ago now, my mom swerved to miss a animal of some sort on her way into work and hit a concrete stop sign in the parking lot. That took off a mirror and destroyed a rim on her side, plus some body work. She took it to a place in town that she knew from when she had to do things for the cars at Moen. Some of the same guys work there now as they did then. We got that fixed and everything was fine and dandy for awhile.

Then a few months later, my mom, sister and niece were in the car driving and got hit at about 50mph. They were in mid turn and the other person ran the red light. The impacted caused the car to do a 180°, causing them to go in the direction they were turning from. My sister hit her head and ended up with a small concussion. The front end passenger side was smashed in, lights gone, bumper shifted and half off, tire gone, and a lot of body work.

They almost totalled the Durago after the found out that the frame work was fractured. After much arguing on both sides of the line, with the poor guys from the body shop in the middle, it was decided to get a used totalled out frame from another Durago and attach it to ours. Oh yeah that sounds so safe! (Insert Sarcasm)

Then after that our old Van got hit while it was parked in front of our house. A neighbor who lives a couple of house down, slide on some ice as she tried to slow to take the curve and smashed into the vans rear end. That car was sooooo stuck that it took over 3 hours, a two by four and a crowbar to unhook her bumper from the vans bumper. The Van is old (15 years roughly) and rusty so we chose not to fix it, not that there was a lot of damage other then a bent bumper. I must say the other car got the most damage.....

So that leaves one car and one person in this house to get in an accident. Me. My car. Wow just what I want floating over my head....At least I know that out of those 4, only one was our fault. That offers some relief I guess. And now we get to do the insurance run around again, and argue for the truck to go to the body shop we know.

Dreams.....Time to get the dream guides out again.

So I have been trying to make sense of this dream I had the other day and I still have no idea where is came from. So I decided to post it here, for later, before I forget anything. My psych teacher said that this is a good thing to do, and since I lack dream interpretation books at the moment, I can not analyze it yet.

It started off in this dark room. The door opened and me and this other guy walked out the door. We come into this dimly lit, small room. He turns around quickly and pushes me up against the door we just came out. He is young, maybe in his late 20's, dark brown hair that is almost black. He is a bit taller then me, I come to just below his shoulder. He is not too pale but is also not tan. His clothes are light in color, maybe a dark tan but not to dark. He seems to be wearing a longer shirt of some sort and a pair of pants that come down to his boots, covering them a little. The boots were dark tan then his clothes, leather my the looks of it and they seemed to be durable. He has a belt of some sort on over the shirt, with what looks like pouches on it.

Anyway, I did not feel scared or afraid, I acted like I knew him very well (yet he looks like no one I know in real life) and was not shocked when he pushed be against the door.

"Let me see your braid."

I pull my hair out from behind me and hand it to him. It is as long as my hair is when I braid it now so there is no difference there.

He then proceeds to take a knife out of his boot and cut off the end of the braid. He takes about an inch or two off along with the thing holding the braid together at the end. It looked like a piece of string or leather.

We then start to walk towards another door that opens before we get there. A slightly tall man, I would say, is standing there, there is light blinding me from the opening so his face remains a mystery to me.

"Follow me"

We quickly follow him out the door. The man who was with me to begin with, who I will from now on call Nick, (I opened the nearest book and found a guys name) stops and has me go first. I slowly follow the unknown male out of the door and adjust to the light. By that time he has introduced another guy, which I failed to catch his name, but I do know he is a scientist of sorts. He looks young and I would say not much older then Nick. He will be known as Ian from now on. (again looked in the book.)
Ian comes up and shakes my hand and then goes and does the same to Nick who is still standing behind me.

Now this is were I get a little lost again. Next thing I now I am standing at a railing and looking down into the enormous white room. Nick is next to me and Ian is talking about how all the people are doing there jobs. WTF???? Anyway this room needs to be described since it is one of the most detailed things I can remember.

It is circular but very big. It is very open and has many levels. The railing seems to go on in both directions around the edge of the circle. Now it does not go all the way around. One side of the room is, what looks like a big window. Now there are many levels, I think about 9 or 10 and all of them had the railing and then this big window. Outside the window all I see it black. There are chairs at the end or the railing by the window, and some people are sitting on them. The people are all wearing white. The whole room is white, even Ian is wearing white, including the glasses that I just know noticed on his face. There seems to be walk ways and tubing in the middle of the room. Stairs and what seems to be lefts of some sort are also crammed, yet not crammed in there.

Then the next thing I know we are in a room, white again and there seems to be less gravity. There where shelves in this room, which was also somewhat circular, and there where things on the shelves. (what I could not tell you, there could have been a dead body and I do not think I would have seen it(Insert sarcasm))

There was a person, strapped into some sort of chair, floating in the middle of the room. She was just floating around, chill'n by the looks or it. On the other side of the room, past the floating lady, there was no wall, but the glass like structure that looked out into the blackness. This time there was no blackness, there was only a very, very close up planet. Me and Nick walk to the glass and look out. We both turn and walk past the lady again. Ian startes talking about how this room has the best view, but that we are close to the "end" and that the pole caused the next room over to become a winter wonder land. I stop and Nick goes to talk to Ian about something. I take hold of the chair and spin it, so that the lady was looking out into the glass and the planet.

At first she gets pissed off that I am touching her but then thanks me. Ian walks out of the room saying that we should follow. Nick is waiting for me and as I walk up to him I grab my hair and look at it. It is still braided and the cut is like a crescent moon. It was not straight across but dipped down and then back up.

I look up at Nick.

"You could have at least cut it straight you know."

"Sorry I had to do it quick. I will fix it once we are safe."

That was when I woke up. What a place to wake up at.

Mt. Blankets

So today I spent most of my day in bed. Yeah I had planed on doing things around the house today but with my mom getting over being sick and my dad seeming like he is getting sick, any hint of sickness I have sends me diving for the bed and a mound of blankets. I hate being sick and if I can cut it off before it hits me I will.

I went to bed last night feeling like I had a sore throat coming on and then woke up this morning still feeling like it. Before I went to bed I made sure that I had my handy dandy Chloraseptic spread at the ready.

Let me just say now, Thank you Mr. Benford for making me go to that away game, you introduced me to the most amazing sore throat reliever ever.

Anyway, I got up a little bit ago and took a shower and then decided to get online because I feel a little better, though I can hear my bed calling back to me now. So I am going to make this short and go back to bed. Hmmmmm I think I will try and find something to eat first since I have not ate all day......That is going to be a problem, there is really no food left in my house. (not being sarcastic this time) Mom being sick really does not help, since she is the one who shops.

Sir, may I have the check please? The Reality check.

So today I was asked to babysit my niece for a couple of hours. I agreed, she is family after all, but I think the rate I was paid was crappy. But it was money never the less, even if it was $3 a hour.

Anyway my niece is about 19 months old so she can walk and utter nonsense at a great rate. Plus she has a great set of lungs that are really good at high pitched screams. She is also a spoiled brat that will throw a tantrum at the slightest inconvenience. (Sorry that I that I moved you away from the TV but I want you to have some use of you retinas when you get older.) Unfortunately I was not lucky enough to watch her during a nap time. I was in between the two naps which mean she is the most active and then hits a wall (not literally unless she is too hyped up), starts to nod off and then screams when you try to wake her. Yes this is my lovable niece.


Really it is not that bad most days and today I really did not have to do much. I had to try and feed her some baby food that smells so good that I could eat a gallon of the stuff. (Insert sarcasm)




She is in the "what is this?" stage. She brought me books and would point to things over and over when she was not watching the TV. Let me tell you, I can only say fish, spoon, block, baby, lion, sea lion, tiger, kitty.... so many times over and over until I had to do something to get her attention. Sooo I went through the DVR and found some Micky Mouse Club House episodes. As soon as she saw that mouse, the books were dropped and she went to stare and scream at the screen. Bribery is so easy when they are that young...... It kept her off of the books long enough so that I could go grab a cookie and clean up her toys some. (which were then strewn about the floor again in three seconds flat once she saw what I was doing)

But back to the title of the blog. I watched MMCH for a while and then turned on Little Einsteins...(We're going on a trip.....)

It was there that I discovered how impossible everything that I had seen that day on TV really was. Come on, in the LE episode they were talking to Reindeer, owls and a fox. What are we teaching our children? Yes go up to a fox and try and talk to it, nothing is wrong with that. Oh worst yet, we tell them that animals are dangerous and that we should leave them alone and then low and behold they go home and watch Leo talk and pet a reindeer. A lot of sense that makes to me. Or that you can fly around in a bubble and not get hurt..... There never seems to be any consequences in these shows.

Now I know that it is make believe and that Kids have imaginations, (I was a kid once, I know those times when I use to believe that the floor was lava or that the snow forts had TVs in them.) but that on top of the essay question to the Psych final really got me thinking. (Question was: What affects does TV viewing (15+hours) have on children) Does this kind of stuff really cause kids problems? I guess that I am just looking at it too clinically and should just accept the fact that 99% of kids understand the difference and that make believe is good.

Anyway, I blame this all on the fact that I took Psych and I hope that soon I can look at it and just think "Oh my goddess, this is soooo stupid". (Goddess reference comes from the book that I just got done reading)