Can’t decide of teh thread cat looks like it’s wearing a burka or an executioner’s mask.
I suppose there’s not that much difference.
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I see that Sen Paul Ryan is just another unaccountable, corrupt scumbag. Quoth he re Obamatrade:
“It’s declassified and made public once it’s agreed to,” Ryan said of Obamatrade in Rules Committee testimony on Wednesday during questioning from Rep. Michael Burgess.
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Right now, TiSA and T-TIP text are completely secretive and unavailable for even members of Congress to read while TPP text is available for members to review—although they need to go to a secret room inside the Capitol where only members of Congress and certain staffers high-level security clearances, who can only go when members are present, can read the bill.
As the article points out, it’s rather similar to Bowtox Beeyotch’s infamous “we have to pass the bill so that you can find out what is in it.”
To hell with both major parties and their nasty little elected minions.
Sure Happy It’s Thursday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
The pulled pork was wonderful and there are leftovers! Now I need to start working on brewing beer. I still need to get a few parts/pieces to put together a recirculating cooler so I don’t waste water cooling down the hot wort.
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Sure Happy It’s Thursday, GN!
No. Sh!t.
It’s been a challenging week -- and while my next appointment with the pain doc was FINALLY on the calendar, honestly the next 12 days looked totally, and completely unpossible.
Mr. X knows I don’t stand up for myself well, and finally said yesterday, “BE the squeaky wheel!”
So I called the doc’s office.
I guess I said the magic words no treating doc within their organization wants to hear: “Emergency Room”. I think the record of them being the treating doc gets bumped up to levels he doesn’t want attention from.
So I actually have an appointment tomorrow morning. I may get fired as a patient by him once Mr. X is through, but if y’all can send some prayers and/or good thoughts my way that he hits the right spot this time and I can walk farther than 50′, I’d really appreciate it.
Yes, I DO have an appointment with a new doc next week. If he doesn’t check out, at least I’ll have time out of pain to check out others. I hope for this one, he’s in town, not an hour away.
Thank you, gentleman. Your words went straight to my heart.
You’re absolutely right, Mac. It’s not like I’ve got wild aspirations, I don’t want to summit Mt. Everest or anything, I just want to walk my dogs and clean my house!
Good thoughts from teh denizens of CasaK that the jackhole doc hits the right spot so you can get some relief and have the time to find a great replacement.
Chronic pain is teh suck.
(And good on you for squeaking-up for yourself. I’d almost feel sorry for the doc having to face Mr. X’s wrath, but he deserves it.)
Paddy --
Happy to read the pork came out well and that there were leftovers; best wishes for a good first brewing go-round.
Sure Happy It’s Thursday, GN!
Can’t decide of teh thread cat looks like it’s wearing a burka or an executioner’s mask.
I suppose there’s not that much difference.
I see that Sen Paul Ryan is just another unaccountable, corrupt scumbag. Quoth he re Obamatrade:
As the article points out, it’s rather similar to Bowtox Beeyotch’s infamous “we have to pass the bill so that you can find out what is in it.”
To hell with both major parties and their nasty little elected minions.
Sure Happy It’s Thursday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
The pulled pork was wonderful and there are leftovers! Now I need to start working on brewing beer. I still need to get a few parts/pieces to put together a recirculating cooler so I don’t waste water cooling down the hot wort.
:: favor-by -- sorry it can’t be more, don’t have the bandwidth ::
No. Sh!t.
It’s been a challenging week -- and while my next appointment with the pain doc was FINALLY on the calendar, honestly the next 12 days looked totally, and completely unpossible.
Mr. X knows I don’t stand up for myself well, and finally said yesterday, “BE the squeaky wheel!”
So I called the doc’s office.
I guess I said the magic words no treating doc within their organization wants to hear: “Emergency Room”. I think the record of them being the treating doc gets bumped up to levels he doesn’t want attention from.
So I actually have an appointment tomorrow morning. I may get fired as a patient by him once Mr. X is through, but if y’all can send some prayers and/or good thoughts my way that he hits the right spot this time and I can walk farther than 50′, I’d really appreciate it.
Yes, I DO have an appointment with a new doc next week. If he doesn’t check out, at least I’ll have time out of pain to check out others. I hope for this one, he’s in town, not an hour away.
:: collapses away w/my ice pack in tow ::
Prayers that you can live a pain-free life, TeX.
I am sorry, gentle Tex. I know that kind of unrelenting pain just sucks all joy out of life. I share Paddy’s wish for you.
Thank you, gentleman. Your words went straight to my heart.
You’re absolutely right, Mac. It’s not like I’ve got wild aspirations, I don’t want to summit Mt. Everest or anything, I just want to walk my dogs and clean my house!
Hai, TeX, Paddy and Mac!
TeX --
Good thoughts from teh denizens of CasaK that the jackhole doc hits the right spot so you can get some relief and have the time to find a great replacement.
Chronic pain is teh suck.
(And good on you for squeaking-up for yourself. I’d almost feel sorry for the doc having to face Mr. X’s wrath, but he deserves it.)
Paddy --
Happy to read the pork came out well and that there were leftovers; best wishes for a good first brewing go-round.
Thoughts and prayers, X.
“…when it was first brought to my attention that the phrase was frowned upon among leading feminist thinkers and people concerned with equality…”
When you know you can stop reading because you know that you really arent going to give a sh*t about what follows.