Thursday, September 26, 2013

Health Care Isn't Evil



Earlier this year, I went to the hospital and wracked up a quick $19,000 in bills.  In three days.  Okay, fine.  Now, to someone without health insurance, that can be a little frightening.  I was able to get out without paying the whole bill because I went to a terrible hospital that caters to people without insurance and illegal immigrants.  You get out alive and you aren’t crippled with debt.  It’s a trade off for sharing the hospital room with a group of people shitting the bed, sucking gunk out of neck holes, and an abundance of visiting children (possibly the worst of the three).

Obviously, that sucked.  But going to a hospital that wasn’t able to help out financially would have basically ruined my life with debt.  I make enough money to get by, but there’s not a ton left over to shell out a quick $19,000 (or more) whenever my organs decide to turn against me.  This is why having health insurance would be nice.  As previously stated, I’m not rolling in money so my options for receiving health insurance are pretty scarce.  This is why I am looking forward to the implementation of the Affordable Care Act.  Just in case somebody slams me while I’m on my bike or I have another vital organ turn against me, I won’t be completely fucked when it comes to getting help.  This isn’t too much to ask, right?

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Everybody Doesn't Love Your Dog



So, I own a dog.  She’s pretty cool and I do my best to make sure she’s comfortable and not pissing anybody else off.  This includes trying to keep her from howling like a goddamn maniac whenever I leave the house, not letting her run up to strangers without their permission (not that she really does this anyways), picking up after her (not meaning the plates and cups she leaves around on the coffee table after making herself breakfast but more along the lines of turds), and not taking her where she doesn’t belong.

In a perfect world, people would have the same amount of respect for the other people in their community, but that’s obviously never going to happen because a lot of people simply suck.  So here’s a couple of things people with dogs need to figure the fuck out.  As a dog owner, I feel perfectly comfortable listing these things off.  It’s kinda like how black people get to use that one word.  You probably know which one I mean.  If not, just watch some Chris Rock standup and pay attention to the one he says the most.  That one.  The one which can not be named (by me, at least).

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

What If George Zimmerman Is Sadder Than All the Dead Christmas Trees Of The World?



George Zimmerman is the most evil man in the whole world.  Okay, that’s a bit of an overstatement, but this man has caused controversy to the point of riots on opposite sides of the country.  That’s a lot of influence.  And it’s almost universally understood that he’s to be seen as an asshole that got away with something. 

This may be true.  Judging by the evidence we’ve seen, it is most likely true.  But at the same time, no one really knows what happened that night and there is always a chance (no matter how slight) that he wasn’t at fault when Trayvon Martin was killed.  Because of this sliver of doubt, he was found not guilty.  Sucks, but that’s how it works.

Flash forward to now, and Zimmerman’s life is in shambles.  His wife is filing for divorce.  A large, vocal section of the country is calling him a murderer and a racist.  He is shunned and looked down upon by people he’s never met every where he goes.  His name is going to be associated with this act of violence until the day he dies.  Beyond all of that, he also has to deal with the psychic trauma of having murdered another human being.  Some may say, “Good.  He deserves it.  He should rot in jail.”

 Plus, he got fat. 

But, there’s always a sliver of a chance that he didn’t do anything wrong and has had his life completely ruined.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Another Lunatic


There’s a lot of really weird people in my neighborhood.  Every time I go outside I have to be ready to deal with some strange shit like when I found my neighbor throwing dog shit into my apartment complex.  Most days pass without incident, but there’s always a chance that somebody is going to toss a ton of crazy at me.  It could either be a person that is strung out (like the guy that shattered a glass bottle on the ground, blamed it on the man that had just passed him, and then screamed ‘Fuck you up!’ in my face as I passed him), a little distraught (like the woman that once followed us while muttering about how being outside is terrifying, confided in us that she was raped, and then yelled ‘Thanks for letting me vent!” as we crossed the street), or simply out of their mind.

Last week, I think I met a woman that is simply out of her mind.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

The Trannyshack is Where It's At



The problem with getting off of work at three o’clock on a Friday with the weekend off is that there’s no reason not to crack a beer immediately upon returning home.  So, that’s what happens damn near every week.  I’ve never seen the point in waiting until nine or ten at night to start having fun.  People put that shit off for way too long and it’s dumb.  Why not get right into it?  That way, you get it all out of your system and can pass out fairly early, leaving you with a good night of sleep to wake up and start drinking that last, warm, half-collapsed can of beer that ended up on your nightstand as soon as you open your eyes.  America-type shit.

So, last week, this is what I did.  Got home from work, was all excited, and started hammering booze while shadows were still pretty short.  Nothing new there.  However, there was a proposed idea of going to a tranny show down the street from my place which I planned on avoiding due to restricted funds.  But, after a few hours of playing cards and growing fitfully inebriated, I was open to suggestions.

So I ended up at the tranny show.