I Am The Mob

This girl is 5'2 with eyes of blue and she is

God clingin'

Gun totin'

Constitution quotin'

Global Warming Denyin'

Free speakin'

Red White and Blue bleedin'

Liberal irritatin'

Lipstick wearin'

Libertarian believin'

CrEatiVe ThINkIn'

Midwest lovin'

Feminist hatin'

Big Brother fightin'

Fun havin'

Hoosier on the loose in DC

I am the mob and I'm coming for you.

Twitter and Facebook are down!?!?

Now what am I supposed to do all day?!

I am slightly prone to conspiracy theories, but this has hints of a DOS attack.

Other people seem to think so too.

It seems like everyone took the day off work today too. Prepare for massive boredom.

Hrmm, maybe I will just blog today.

Everyone's Doing It

Pre-Marital Sex: Everybody’s Doing It According to CBS’ Rodriguez

Source: newsbusters.orgAustralian researchers released new findings concerning marriage and divorce this week and it has received mild coverage on the news programs in the United States. "The Early Show" on CBS decided ...
http://newsbusters.org/blogs/zoe-ortiz/2009/07/15/pre-marital-sex-everybody-s-doing-it-according-cbs-rodriguez

You know, everyone does it. Everyone sleeps around, everyone lies, everyone steals, everyone cheats on their taxes....didn't your mom tell you that just because everyone does it, it doesn't mean it is right?

All I can say is, have fun with those STDs that serve as evidence that everyone does it.

Summer Party Punch

I am a lover of punch, just about any kind, any flavor, any time. Sugary, fruity, fizzy, I like them all.

So, assuming there are other punch lovers out there.

Ali and I discovered a great one to make for a summertime party this weekend. We made the, ahem, adult kind...but you could use Strawberry Faygo and it would be just as good.

Pink Punch
1 bottle (2-liter) of 7-up or Sprite
2 cans of frozen pink lemonade concentrate
1 bottle (1 liter or around there) of red wine or strawberry Faygo- I suggest using a fruity red rather and a dry red.
1 orange
1 lemon
Maraschino cherries for garnish

Put the concentrate in a punch bowl, pour 7-up over it and mix until all the clumps are gone.
Add wine or Faygo
Cut lemon and oranges in thin slices and let them float on top.
Serve in small glasses with cherries on swizzle sticks for decoration.

It was just a perfect punch for a late afternoon birthday party. It would make a good punch for a summertime wedding too.

In a word: Yum.

I'm in the Mood for a RINO Hunt

I am currently working on a list of people that are running against the 8 traitors in the Republican party. In the mean time, here are their DC office numbers. Remember, they had to get that vote in so they could go on vacay this week. So save your extra special words for next Monday when they get back to DC.

Bono Mack (CA) 202-225-5330

Castle (DE) 202-225-4165

Kirk (IL) 202-225-4835

Lance (NJ) 202-225-5361

Lobiondo (NJ) 202-225-6572

McHugh (NY) 202-225-4611

Reichart (WA) 202-225-7761

It has been a while since I called myself a Republican, but what these 8 did last Friday with the Cap and Tax bill was more than I could take. I firmly believe that if the Republican party is to be saved (which I am not totally sure it can be), we need to clean house, hard core. If that means electing a Democrat in the place of a RINO so be it. To hear people tweeting and calling into radio shows about how they were told their congressman or woman was voting in favor inspite of their outcry against it, it just about put me over the edge. How dare they be so brazen? They work for us; apparently they have forgotten.

There are plenty of Democrats out there that will say what they mean and mean what they say. I am exceptionally proud of the 44 House Democrats that crossed party lines to stand in the way of Cap and Tax. Shout out to Joe Donnelly from Indiana's 2nd District; I know I have said some mean things about him, but I am very proud that he listened to his constituents. I would rather have someone in office representing me that I ideologically disagree with and is honest about what they believe than a RINO in Elephant's clothing.

When I round out my list of candidates running for the seats of the 8 turn coats, I will be sure to post it. It is time that we vote with our pocketbooks and start supporting the candidates who have honor and dignity. I don't know about you, but I want to be proud of my congressmen and women. Extra special shout out to John Boehner and Mike Pence for standing firm on the House floor last week. You are men of honor!

Baby, not Fetus, Hand

Today I had a pro-abortion friend berate me for daring to post the famous "Hand of Hope" picture where children could see it.

Their argument, children have no concept of an adult issue like abortion. They claimed that having other people informing children about abortion is like telling them there is no Santa Claus.

I don't know about you, but my parents never lied and told me there was a Santa in the first place.

Their next point, it is up to a parent alone to talk about. It is up to each of us to decide if we are up to the responsibility of explaining it to our children.

Excuse me? So if you decide you are not up to explaining it and your child asks a question, then what? I can see why you don't want the picture to be up where your child might see it, they might ask too hard of questions.

Moving on, next talking point, if their child saw this they would have nightmares about a bloody baby hand.

whoa whoa whoa, wait, did you say baby hand? I thought that wasn't a baby? You mean that you child recognizes this as a baby?

It turns out children have a very clear understanding of what a baby is, a better understanding that a large portion of the general public.

Get your talking point in order and start indoctrinating your children before they make up their minds that the Hand of Hope is in fact a living baby's hand. Make sure they realize that it is just a scary bloody hand those evil conservative are trying to scare you with. Aren't those people just terrible, scaring you like that?

I wouldn't want those awful pro-lifers to confirm to your child that they are in fact babies and do not deserve to be murdered.

Rain Rain Go Away

If it doesn't stop raining in DC soon, I am going to have to take a boat to work. I don't enjoy my pants being wet up to my knees when I arrive at work.

I, however, do not mind walking in the rain if I don't have anywhere to be. I walked approximately 5 miles in the rain yesterday and felt great afterward. There is something calming about the noise I think.

In other news, we have started looking for a house. I hate living in an apartment, there is just no getting around it. And living in an apartment that overcharges for everything has motivated us to start looking. We have every intention of taking advantage of the crappy real estate market and buying a foreclosed awesome house. We are in no hurry and I am sure one will present itself at some point.

I miss Indiana. Springtime in DC is alright, there is a lot of stuff blooming and it looks really pretty. But I miss not having a yard and just having to look at everybody else's stuff and not being able to plant anything of my own.

Twitter has become my new addiction. Love all the new conservative peeps I have met. They seem to enjoy my biting sarcasm; I'm glad someone does!