Not on the fringe

An interesting op-ed article from the NYT. Not saying I agree with everything Frank Rich has to say, but these generally are the articles you should read anyway. See and learn all sides.....http://www.nytimes.com/2010/03/28/opinion/28rich.html?src=me&ref=general

Columnist Frank Rich claims the current public rage from certain groups over healthcare is not all about the bill being passed. I say this is true in regard to the rage that seeps from the racist bigots that run amuk in extreme fringe groups, which Rich exemplifies in his article. It is an obvious assumption that true progressive steps like a black president and an openly gay man in office is what gets these loony toons all rageful and nuts-o.

However, there are a lot of *normal* people that are not jumping for joy over the new healthcare bill either and it has nothing to with race or feelings of rage.

My aunt, affectionately known as Ouiser (pronounced Weezer) said it just right.

"Here's the story kids. I always wanted the big, fancy chocolate cake at the bakery but I couldn't afford it so I didn't get it. So now the cake has been bought and I'm fine with everyone getting a piece, but the problem is we can't afford it. This healthcare bill was rushed through and shoved down everybody's throats and there was probably a better, more responsible way to get this bill passed."

I can't argue with this common sense knowledge. Can you? If so please start writing....now...start. Yes, now.

You know the last poll I saw on TV said that 56% of Americans disapprove of the bill. Not all 56% represents these psychos in Michigan trailer parks ie: that disgusting militia group called the Hutaree. So I want to learn more about the 56%. The fringe groups are getting a lot of coverage but they should definitely NOT represent all 56% who are pissed about the bill. Agreed?

Under the Covers

Wow! Another guest blogger for your enjoyment. This one from my lovely friend Sam, who resides in sunny Arizona.

I wish I could be more surprised at the latest abuses by the Catholic church. It really has hit a new low, we are now hearing of a priest molest young deaf boys. It seems again these people feel they are above the law.

Quote by my favorite author:

Hitchens: The only worry [the Pope] had was 'Would this damage the church?' Would it hurt the church--not the children. Now what I want to know is this: what is the attorney general of the state of Wisconsin now going to do? Are we going to say these people are above our law. I appeal to people. I mean, that's what's being asked for. If you're a clergyman, you're not liable to the laws....let's not call it child abuse. It's the rape and torture of children.

To Rape and abuse and....ummm oh well, lets move him to another parish. Yah that sounds like a great idea. That should fix the problem. I mean this is absolutely disgusting. Anyone who had prior knowledge of this needs to come under indictment immediately. In fact this whole idea of the pope being anything of a role model or morally clear has become over the last 100yrs so horrifyingly false it's mind-numbingly obvious. The pope has routinely come to Africa and said basically “yah aids is a bad, a very bad disease but it's not as immoral as wearing a condom.” Ok, all I have to say is WOW. For someone to make claims like that against a preventable disease is so horrifying. As rational adults it's really time to start treating organized religion at about the same level of astrology. I will leave you with this quote.

"The church is always trying to get other people to reform; it might not be a bad idea to reform itself a little, by way of example”

Mark Twain

Hartelijk gefeliciteerd!

If my Dutch ancestors were here today that is what they would say to me. What does it mean? Happy Birthday! I turn 28 today...well in approx 6 more hours I will officially be 28. I have received so many calls, texts, Facebook messages, cards, etc. from my friends and family. I am such a lucky girl! One text conversation that I just have to share with you was very funny and telling of my age as I reflect on how much parenting responsibilities have changed.

My Dad texted me Happy bday about an hour ago. I wrote back saying, 'thanks Dad. 28 yrs ago Michael Jordan won the NCAA championship for North Carolina and oh yea you became a Dad. :)' I always bring up this career milestone game for MJ in reference to my birthday because my mom always laughs saying that my dad was by her side when it counted, like when the pain was unbearable and when I actually came into the world. However, Mrs. Steinman was in labor with me for a whopping 17 hours so how did my Dad fill his time? Why watching the NCAA basketball games of course. So while he was wandering around the hospital glued to various TVs my mom would have to send gopher nurses out to go find him. My how the times have changed......I don't think most men would get away with that these days.

So the real funny factor kicked in when my Dad responded back via text and said, 'oh what a memory....and the next day I caught a large mouth bass.'

I let this digest in my brain and I think 'WHAT?!' You went fishing the day after your first child was born????? Would that even fly now that we are in 2010? Hell, no. I mean I see baby showers now that include beer and husbands. I personally do not plan taking my own baby showers that far, ladies only please, but by George my husband would not be off on a 10-hour fishing trip the day after I squeezed out a baby and now all it does is keep me awake at night.

My how the times have changed......

Anyone else have funny birth stories?

Subway Manners

QMT is pleased to announce its first guest blogger! Please enjoy this funny and highly informative post from my sissy. Yes that's right the one, the only, Koosh!

I have lived in the Big Apple for a grand total of 2 years and 9 months and in that time
I've gotten more of an education than the thousands of dollars worth of college, from learning how to pay bills on time to learning how to NOT take NYC tourist flyers from guys with puffy North Face coats on, that say “Damn gurrrl, god bless ya motha."

One thing that has come to my attention repeatedly since I moved here, is the lack of manners. Now I wasn’t raised with a silver spoon in my mouth, but I was taught to say thank you, you’re welcome and my all time favorite phrase to use here in the city, EXCUSE ME. I have found this phrase the least used in the city, and my favorite place to use this is… ON THE SUBWAY.

Now don’t get me wrong, there are so many things that make New York vivacious and interesting, this being one of them and that no 2 people are alike and that maybe we all don’t like the phrase excuse me- and that’s ok! But for my own pleasure I have jotted down a few Subway manners for all you folks who plan on visiting the city, and DON’T want to look like tourists ;)

1. Lay off the stripper poles

In the center of the subway you will find floor-to-ceiling silver poles, much like stripper poles, they are long, thus many hands can fit on them. Some people enjoy leaning all over them making it impossible for riders to hold onto the pole. No one wants to be thrown all over the subway so let’s all share folks. In addition, human beings do not qualify as one of these subway stripper poles, so get your paws off me… ya filthy animal.

2. “Let ‘em off!”

This is the phrase that you will hear the conductor say over the loud speaker. This means that if you are on the platform, waiting to get on the train and standing in front of the sliding doors, you are IN THE WAY; you physically cannot get on the train, and in the rare case that you manage to stampede over a few exiting people you could quite possibly end up in a brawl with a old Jewish lady armed with a Zabars bag and let me tell you, they are some tough broads. Real tough.

3. Spring Break!!

For all you spring breakers visiting New York, when you are wasted, while waiting for your train, please, in your drunken stupor, barf on the tracks, not the platform. Many of us, including myself, on an average day after work, will be waiting for the train for 5 minutes, when we realize something sticky on the bottom of our shoe, and it's not gum.

4. You missed the train

When exiting the train there is an unspoken procedure, you get off the train, and form some sort of single line or two lines and everyone gradually makes their way up the stairs and into the concrete jungle. However for the people trying to catch the train, plowing their way down the stairs, through the masses of people, they often destroy this simple exiting procedure. SO for that Joe-Schmoe coming down the stairs to the subway NEWS FLASH: YOU MISSED THE TRAIN. So there is really no need to go running down the stairs, knocking people over, to catch that train you missed- am I right? The next train will probably arrive in the next 3 minutes, plenty of time to wait for people to exit the station. So please wait for the “exitors” to exit and then proceed down the stairs.

** THIS RULE DOES NOT APPLY IN SEVERE WEATHER CONDITIONS**

In conclusion, these Subway Manners not only apply to the guests of New York, but also to you New Yorkers out there, so feel free to add any additional manners of your own because God knows we may need them. And please, while riding the train keep all hands and feet inside the car, and don’t hesitate to refer to these Subway Manners.

What kind of party animal are you?

I am still trying to figure out who I party with. The libs or the righties. Actually I think I am a loner - I can't really find my groove at either party. On some issues I am throwin' the drinks back and saying 'cheers to that,' ie: gay marriage should be legal. So clearly I am diggin' the scene at the party the Democrats are throwing. On the other hand I don't think wealthy individuals or families should be taxed more just because they have more money than their neighbor and I do think that all states should privatize alcohol sales instead of monopolizing the state thus giving the government control (refer to Straight up and With a Twist posted on 2/19/10). I also believe in the free market. So now I am at a party where everyone is dressed up like an elephant and having a great time!

So I guess I can just run from party to party and hope I don't get arrested for open-container and public drunkeness.....???

All kidding aside, I can imagine there are many people, especially of my generation that feel this way. Is there any one political representative that represents all that we (any of us) personally stand for? Do you have one political figure that at least best fits your agenda? If so, please share.

I have a really good friend. We'll call him Sam. He likes cheese. I tend to have a more conservative view than him on many issues. Sam, if you disagree please utilize the comment space below. He and I had an interesting discussion on Tuesday, the day Obama signed a very important piece of paper. Our discussion happened via gchat. I simply messaged him "healthcare," his response: "finally." Our conversation continued and I sent him an article from the New York Times I found intriguing, headlined 'In Health Bill, Obama Attacks Wealth Inequality." Find the article here: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/03/24/business/24leonhardt.html. The rest of our conversation played out like so.....

Sam: I like that....rich people get off really easy

Me: how so?

Sam: a lot of rich people have entitlement issues just like some poor people they feel it's their RIGHT to be wealthy....also fucking people that own a business don't pay shit anymore....almost zero jobs pay a good wage...look at any wage info for the last 30 yrs, wages vs cost of living...it's fucking bullshit. You can thank American consumers...Walmart...poor trade agreements with China....put together by the VERY wealthy in their favor....to bring horribly low priced items...who gets rich at Walmart....00.2% of their overall staff. Blah anyways I have to clean now....xoxo

Now, Sam is one of my best friends of all time and to be honest, there is nothing he said that I disagree with, which says a lot because this doesn't always happen. However, I said earlier that I don't think the wealthy should be taxed just because they have more money than their neighbor, but I happened to leave out a very specific component to my statement. Seeing that Sam signed off to go clean I responded to him via email. It went like this.....

I am so thankful for a friend like you because we are soooo close, best friends, we can always count on each other but you and I often have different opinions or perspectives and we are constantly teaching each other new things. I totally get everything you were saying about the rich and how they get away with so much. Yes you are talking about these giant CEOs of multi- billion dollar corps, they do get away with a lot. I totally agree with you.

The annoying thing is....our parents are also considered "the rich" in political terms. Our parents are not swimming in millions of dollars. They are paying mortgages on their homes and helping out family/friends in financial crunches. My dad is in the "wealthy" income bracket, which means he is lumped in the same category as the CEO of Wal-Mart yet the two certainly have VERY different lifestyles. My dad is concerned about Social Security and Medicare running out by the time he and my mom hit 65. Doubt the CEO of Wal-Mart gives a shit about that. My dad is a self-made man and does not have a big corporate pension or lifetime health insurance plan to fall on. He works for himself along with a small team of accountants. Once he retires he only has Medicare and the money he saved throughout his career to count on. The brackets need to be redefined. Our parents should not be lumped in with multi-billionaires.

And Sam's response:

yah it is time for a bracket reset, they should bump it every quarter of a mill....it sucks to pay taxes....we could possibly lower taxes at some point but we have to finish up the wars...people forget we had a balanced budget under clinton. Bush made a bad mistake by cutting taxes and funding a war. You have to increase taxes when you have a war, he kept the cost of the war on another budget(shady)they are worth it but VERY costly....1millon a yr per troop....that's the cost of a war currently, so you add up everything and divide by deployed troops....it gets very expensive very quickly

so taxes suck...rich people do pay more.....wars are expensive

but its worth the money to live in america

True dat playa. See you at the party!

You give me hives

Toxic partners in a romantic relationship. We all have a type that is toxic to us. It's like an allergy. For some of us, peanuts are toxic, for others a liberal dose of penicillin; ah-hem, I puke from that. What we are allergic to and what our bodies find toxic are different for all of us. Much like what qualities make a man/woman toxic to one person are different from those that are toxic to another person. For me the level of toxicity is extremely high in men with the following two ingredients: Aloofness and Elusiveness.

For anyone who knows me, I possess neither (at least in high quantities). This is probably why I am so drawn to these qualities, but eck why? What even sounds remotely inviting about someone who is aloof and elusive? I look back to the time I was a sophomore in high school and every boyfriend I have had since then has been packed to the brim with these two ingredients. The older I get, the more concentrated these ingredients become in the men I pursue. This also explains why I have been single for 3 years. This always explains why I haven't been in a stable and satisfying relationship in 10 years.

I turn 28 on Monday. I am not freaking out about being single. Matter of fact a whole smorgasbord of successful, hot, charming men was just thrown in my face this week thanks to my latest career endeavour, so no need to panic and scream "where are the men?!" And actually, as of late, my entire focus has been on my personal interests, goals and deeply valued relationships with friends and family. However, my subconscious is not as serene as the awake me.

Last night I spent some quality time with a girlfriend of mine just chillin on her couch and chatting. As young, single ladies we have to throw in the standard question when catching up..."so any updates on [insert boy name here]?" So I dive into, "no not really. Just the same old text, phone call here. We meet up if we both are out but that's the extent. I don't look at him as boyfriend material, but even with these low expectations he is struggling to meet them. Which is a shame because he is soooo hot and sexy to me. Must be that aloof, tortured artist thing. You know I love a good, cold fish. Oh, well."

So as I leave her place and walk down the tree-lined sidewalks in the West Village I start feeling bad about my behavior. Why am I putting energy into Mr. Slit-My-Wrists? He is more of the same, just in a hotter package. Come on, don't do this again.....you know better. You said you wanted someone that was Mr. Jokester, outgoing, not uptight or overly-sensitive. What are you doing......?

So let that dialogue fester in your brain for the next 20 minutes as you ride the subway home. You are feeling pretty crappy about yourself. Why do we do this to ourselves when other people do just a fine job making you feel crappy about yourself. Do you really need more of it? I think not. Tell that annoying person in your head to shut up. Now it's time to go to bed. You've thoroughly enjoyed a recent issue of US Weekly and you are not chastising yourself anymore. Why should you anyway, you have your sister to do that for you.

I pass into sleep and now I encounter one of my favorite exes of all time! He just loves making random appearance in both my dreams and in real life. He is pretty good at that and oh-so-annoying when he does. If I were to sum up the feelings I have regarding the last days of our relationship it would be anxiety, rejection, claustrophobia. Lovely I know. With those endearing neuroses in hand, I greet the day with a serious dose of crappy emotions thanks to my subconscious sleepover with Mr. Ex-boyfriend. I just love reliving those feelings!

I feel a little irritated and bummed as I head to work. I was hoping all of this would pass by now. Thankfully I am greeted by friendly and good-looking co-workers who do get me out of that isolating funk. But I do think it is best to heed the annoying lecture I received from my subconscious. Especially with a fun-filled birthday weekend coming up. I can not have more of the same raining on my parade. Here's to finding you Brad, the ever-loving, social butterfly that you are!

Now I ask you - what is or has been your toxic ingredient? And as for the celebrity pics? Even if the guys weren't right for me I do want to respect their privacy so I pulled these pics to represent them. At one point, while watching the following movies (The Last Kiss, Atonement and Romeo and Juliet) the actor's performance and/or appearance reminded me of an old flame. Some of you can probably guess who is who..... ;)

Millionaire Dogs

I wanted to save this post for a rainy day and let me tell you it has been a rainy day for TWO days now. Last weekend we enjoyed beautiful weather. So beautiful that us New Yorkers are still talking about it. Or should I say we are now bitching about this crap weather and inserting, "why can't this weekend's weather be like last weekend's weather? What a tease that was!"

Remember the disclaimer I wrote at the bottom of last weekend's wicked weather post? Do not take aforementioned good weather as a sign that winter is over. It's not. So, as I sit in my apartment while it continues to be a wet mess outside I want to share a little sunny weather activity with you. It's free, it's fun, it's outdoors and you will often talk in a baby voice saying, "ohhh you are soo cute!"

I give you - the Dog Park.


If you live in a place with seasons and the tail-end of winter has been keeping you down take advantage of those sunny, warm days. Everyone is in a good mood and you can literally sit there in the warm sun doing nothing and feel like you made the most of your day. You can also have a full day without spending a dime which is how I like to do things.

Now I give you the other component to accomplish this no-spending-money part. The ubiquitous Starbucks gift card that is given to EVERYONE over the holidays. If you're smart, you've budgeted well and you still have some $$ leftover.

So the day goes like this. Wake up late because it's the weekend and you enjoy sleeping in. Freshen up, grab your coat, shades and head to the nearest Starbucks with your gift card. Purchase whatever you want.

Then walk over to the nearest dog park and ENJOY! Koosh doesn't seem to have a problem with the enjoying part. Look at her - just a picture of bliss.

As you can see we made a few friends along the way. This fox terrier chillin'

with Koosh is named Nola. She had a big buddy with
her who resembled our beloved
Cooper. AKA Coopies, Cooper Pooper, Coop,Coopy and it goes on.












So, chat with people, cuddle with dogs, throw tennis balls, close your eyes and look to the sky. It's a free, mood-lifting activity that everyone should give a try.