Early Vote Ballot

My early vote ballot came in the mail yesterday.

YAY!!

I was getting a bit antsy because I’d heard that early voting was open in Arizona and I was like I KNOW I signed up for it soooo WHERE is mah ballot!??

Some peeps might have issues about voting by mail and the supposed “fraud” that occurs with absentee ballots. Well whatevs. All I know is voting by mail allows people like me – who aren’t always sure if we are going to be actually physically able to get to the voting place – and people like my parents who were overseas for years and for the women and men in the military overseas – to participate in our country’s politics and policies.

HuffPo sez My Prez is leading in Early Voters so WOOT!

I’ll be spending the rest of today working on getting everything filled out properly. There are a lot of propositions on the ballot I gotta figure WHAT HECK THEY MEAN – wade thru all the legal jargon and politspeak.

Why they can’t just say: A vote no on this prop means the proposed amount of money does not go here; a vote yes means it does.

Instead you get a page and a half of confusing words and phrases. Usually if I can’t figure out what the right way to vote is on a proposition, I abstain. Better to do nothing than to accidentally do harm – let the chips fall where they may.

I’m sorry if that seems whatever it seems, but I DO try my best. Some of this stuff is just buried beneath crap or written in ways to mislead, so well as soon as people learn how to write a proposition in PLAIN ENGLISH, I’ll be voting on more stuff. IJS!

But at the very MOST – I get to put my vote down for the Obama/Biden 2012 ticket and that does this ole heart a WORLD of good :)

Vote Early!

Remember how it felt… and go out and VOTE:

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About March

Gemstone: Aquamarine

Women’s History Month

National Nutrition Month

Flower: Daffodil

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Arizona Headache

I wish my first post of the New Year could be a different one. It seems that current and local events have thwarted that. I suppose I guess thats what I get for procrastinating. But then again, I’d still be writing this post anyways.

I thought my self well escaped when I narrowly missed having “The Governator” preside over my State when I ditched Cali for AZ. For some years although personally harrowing, the political scene was not much to write home about. (Not that I had my finger on its pulse or anything, but you know).

Then Barack said he was running for President, and I turned into a CNN-addict, and began to see some hope on my previously agnostic horizons. I tell you, I literally CRIED when Dubya stole his 2nd term in office. Tucson is a Democrat Town, no matter what the color of the state, and I was fooled into thinking there was Hope.

But THIS time, I dared again and I started to become more aware of all sorts of things going on. California is a border state, like Arizona, yet there is a big difference. My brush with Mexico was contemplating a few times during college going to Spring Break in Porto Vallarta. (I never did, it just seemed an awful idea.)

My first few months here I strolled over the border with my best friend J to celebrate my birthday weekend in the cute (exept for that horrid WALL right thru it) town of Nogales, Mexico. Its much closer, and consequently AZ came into national focus with what I call The Lets Pull Over The Brown People Law And Ask Them For Papers Like It Was Apartheid. Oops how embarassing!

Now its freaking me out to have this lil one-horse town’s name on everyone’s lips and top of the hour discussions on CNN. I’ve since calmed myself down from my 24-7 CNN watching – I ditched my cable TV – and I listen to it streaming over the internet now, from time to time.

One of those times was the memorial service that took place just up the road at the U of A. Barack was there and spoke. I listened to his words, and I mourned for more than those that had died. My heart was lifted at the news that Gabby opened her eyes, and seems to be improving.

I’ve been wishing, hoping and trying (sort of) to pull myself up with my bootstraps and keep moving East to New Mexico. I dont think I’ve ever been embarassed to live in a particular State before. I mean really. I’ve been a California Girl, and then I was hanging in AZ, and now I’m re-girding my loins to ditch out of her to NM – Finally. I have no clue WHEN that will happen. I have about THREE huge things to take care of before I move anywhere – but it IS for sure high on my agenda.

I’m not naive enough to think that NM is going to be all roses, but I was happy to see in the past presidential election, they turned that state from republican to democrat – from the grassroots on up. Whatever happens, happens, and I get to use a catylizing moment in our nation to light a fire under my own butt. Why not? Whatever works.

Happy New Year, 2011 you started out with a bang indeed.

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Nationalist Socialist Man Desires All White Homeland

Well I have to admire homedude for coming up with such an original (not!) gameplan. LOL! Mein Kampf much? Anyhoo. Let me paraphrase from his own words. I just listened to him being interviewed via Skype by CNN’s Rick Sanchez.

“Other countries have their own homogenous homelands, (he ticks of countries mostly Asian – mentions Japan as an example of a homogenous country with boilerplate nationist-socialist govt ideals) so I don’t see what all the fuss is about when I put across my own vision to see America as being the country for my visionary plan.”

During the years many of my friends have wondered why I don’t get all “het up” about the KKK, Ne0-Nazis and the like. Well as you can see, they sure don’t need my help in exposing themselves for what they are. I wonder if these people ever cracked open a history book in their lives.

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Arizona Lights

Me and my friend Mike had decided to do this madcap road trip. Madcap in the sense we only had 48 hours off from store we both worked at, and well this was IMPORTANT and since our days off rarely coincided – it was a go. See Mike is one of those guys who knows there’s a conspiracy in everything. I was polishing the doodads on the shelves at the store one day when he stage whispers me over to the computer to see what he’d unearthed.

Apparently when we arrived at the moon to have a little walk and play golf: We Were Not Alone. In fact permission was granted in not so many words, to even allow us to land. With the caveat that we wouldn’t like build a SPACE STATION or AMUSEMENT PARK or anything. Just visit, touch down, photo op and LEAVE.

I have the printout of those unclassified (lots of black ink crossing out words and sentences) documents of those transmissions between NASA and those astronauts somewhere…. Intriguing stuff! I had always wondered why we hadn’t done more with the moon… But anyway on to the road trip.

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