« August 2006 | Main | October 2006 »
September 23, 2006
Itching Disease
I swear, I have some sort of itching disease. It started with my legs about a month or so ago, where they just itched like crazy. There were no bite marks, rashes, hives or any other skin anomalies to explain it, I would just have this insatiable urge to claw my skin off. I blamed it on shaving, and used lots of lotion on them, but it really didn't help much, then finally it just stopped. But now it's started on my forearms. I keep inspecting them for bites, rashes hives and other skin anomolies, but there is nothing. Maybe this is the beginning of psychosis, and one day I'll start hallucinating that the itching is caused by small insects under my skin, or a syrum injected by aliens which I've been abducted by in a past life. Until then I'll just continue clawing my skin off.
Posted by Anna at 1:08 PM | Comments (0)
September 16, 2006
Choosing Wakefulness
I often catnap on my couch on my days off from work, and today was no exception. After a short nap in which I had one of my recurring dreams I became aware that I was in a "transition" phase of sleep, where I was not yet awake, but was no longer truly sleeping. I realized I had a choice, to return to sleeping or to wake up. This phenomenon is not unusual for me, I know I've experienced it before.
Later on I started thinking about my awareness of the transition phase, and some of the things going on in society today. We're in a transition phase. For many years we've neglected the plight of people who enter our country illegally, we've been sleeping. Now we have a choice, to return to sleep and allow Congress to fill our brains with dreams about the dangers they present to our society, or to awaken, and realize they are not what we're being told they are. This is not the first time our society has been in a transition phase, the American Revolution, the Civil War, Prohibition, and Sufferage just to name a few were all periods when individuals had to make a choice to return to sleep and allow government to dictate the status quo, or to awaken, and take action.
This story about the immigration raids in Georgia bothers me. These people have not hurt anyone, in fact, the raids are doing more damage to their town than the presence of illegal immigrants has. Their only crime is entering our country to escape situations such as this. Are we going to start enforcing the letter of the law now? Are we going to send in troops to round up the 144,000 unmarried people cohabitating in North Carolina, where it's illegal? Floridians better be on alert as well, because it's illegal to have sex in any position other than the missionary position, engage in oral sex or kiss your wife's breasts. In a community in California it's illegal for anyone to stop a child from playfully jumping over puddles of water. Indiana prohibits bathing in the winter, Massachusetts residents need to pay a special license fee in order to wear a goatee in public, in Oklahoma women are forbidden from doing their own hair unless they've been licensed by the state, and men in Pennsylvania will not be allowed to purchase alcohol without written consent from his wife.
I've heard said a number of times if they want to come here they should do it legally, I wonder if they're talking about these immigrants working in New Orleans, or perhaps these forestry workers. It's time to make a choice, go back to sleep or wake up.
Posted by Anna at 2:29 AM | Comments (1)
September 12, 2006
What's a little permanent marker between amigos?
So, I have this little boy next door who has become a friend (or is it amigo) over the past couple of years. I say has become a friend, but only because I have been buying his friendship with lollipops... goldfish crackers... cookies... bubbles... sidewalk chalk, you get the picture. Anyway, a few times he's come over to play, and yesterday was one of those times. My apartment is in no way an appropriate play area for a three year old, so when he comes over I have to be very present with him, and I assure you he has all the energy and curiosity of a healthy three year old boy.
We start with him opening the pan cabinet to get out the jug I use to water my flowers, I put a small amount of water into the jug and he takes it outside and empties it, presumably into one of the pots of gerbera daisys. He returns and I again put a small amount of water into it. This time on his way outside he's sidetracked by the sight of my laptop, and he walks over to my desk and sits in the chair.
With the water jug snuggled in alongside him he taps a few keys on my keyboard, then decides he's thirsty and tries to take a drink out of the water jug. I intercept the jug, assuming there may be some miracle grow residue in the water he's about to drink, and return it to the kitchen. Since I can see he is thristy, I grab a plastic cup and put about an ounce of water into it and bring it back to him at the computer. In the thirty seconds it took me to do that, he discovered a black sharpie type marker on my desk, and was gleefully scribbling all over the screen of my laptop.
I rescued my pen from him, and gave him the cup with water, still not worried about it, because I am standing right there, and will be able to keep him from spilling onto the computer. I had not anticipated spitting the water onto my keyboard though.
Fortunately for me, the computer survived, and non-acetone nail polish remover works quite well in removing black permanent marker from computer screens.
Posted by Anna at 1:10 PM | Comments (2)
September 10, 2006
Would God Attend Your Church?
Would God attend your church this Sunday
If you had no cross for him to see?
And no bulletin for him to read?
What if you all rode in on motorcycles?
without your Bibles?
In sleeveless shirts?
... and jeans?
... and sandals?
Would he come if you didn't sing a song?
And no one said a prayer?
If you didn't have a sermon?
... 'cause the pastor called in sick?
If you didn't hold communion?
And drained the baptistry?
If nobody counted blessings?
... and you opened a smoking lounge?
If God didn't attend your church this Sunday
would you know he wasn't there?
Where would he be instead?
And if he isn't there this Sunday
... was he ever there at all?
Posted by Anna at 11:29 PM | Comments (0)
September 8, 2006
No Language Barrier Here....
My next door neighbor is three years old, and he speaks no English, I speak no Spanish, but we both understand when he points to my door it means "I want a treat!". *Note to self: buy more lollipops tomorrow*
Posted by Anna at 10:58 PM | Comments (3)
September 2, 2006
I'm Confused.....
Is this supposed to be the last weekend of summer, or the first weekend of fall? And who authorized the sudden drop in temperature anyway?
Posted by Anna at 1:31 PM | Comments (0)