Obama Gets Thumbs Up From Colin Powell

Yesterday Colin Powell announced his endorsement of Senator Barack Obama for president. What a great gift to receive from the junior senator. Colin Powell is a very much admired military and political figure in the United States. Although I respect Colin Powell's choice of endorsement, I do have a feeling there could be more to this than meets the eye.

The reason I say this is due to Colin Powell's stance in Iraq. Colin Powell supported going into Iraq, while Barack Obama has clearly said many times that he was against it. Colin Powell has also acknowledged that the situation in Iraq has improved since the surge; another issue that Obama was against because he wanted to put a time table on surge funding or deny funding in total.

Colin Powell has stated that the initial entry into Iraq was a success and that it was after this initial entry that things did not go so well. I agree with Colin Powell on this issue, as the administration did not take many things into account and plan accordingly. I am also confident Donald Rumsfeld was not the best guy to work with as Secretary of Defense. Colin Powell eventually handed the reins of Secretary of State to Condoleezza Rice, who I believe has done a great job. It is also important to note that Condoleezza Rice has confirmed that you should never sit across the table in foreign matters without preconditions; I can only assume Colin Powell feels the same. This is also another matter Obama has stated is not necessary, even though those that held Secretary of State positions in the past support it.

The only thing that rings true to me that Colin Powell has stated in his endorsement of Obama is his ability to inspire and put a new spin on things. However, it troubles me that he would endorse the junior senator when they clearly would have gone head-to-head in issues pertaining to Iraq and foreign talk procedures. When I perceive such conflicts, I need to assume there is a little more going on behind the scenes. I am going to make a very bold jump and say I would not be surprised to see Colin Powell in Obama's cabinet, perhaps as Secretary of Defense, which would be very interesting indeed.

Time will tell if this will happen, but it does concern me when I see politicians flip-flop in order to get the job. Joe Biden has flip-flopped on a few of the issues he previously stood for, and now I see Colin Powell tilting the wheel. I am not sure if this will amount to anything for Colin Powell, but it will interesting to watch.

I Am All Over the News!!!

I am all over the news and you can be too. This is a nifty little thing one of my friends just happened to freak me out with when I went into my mailbox. Pass it on.

Obama Makes Me Go Hmmm . . .

Obama makes me go hmmm . . . and this is not in a good way. It is not to say I don't like him; I do. The fact of the matter is that I just don't believe that now should be his time. There is no doubt he is a great speaker and he has great visions, but those visions are very broad and I do not think the issue of consequence has been appropriately examined by many.

He is a very clever guy by creating an internet platform for his campaign. He has worked earnestly to capture the young people's vote and has been effective. I think this is great that he has utilized the internet to get his message out, however, once again, when you hear him speak and you hear him say this is the way it should be, you can automatically say of course but the question of how you get from here to there is not always well defined. When you ask these questions and find the answers, you may look a little bit differently at Obama.

There are 2 issues the American people really need to look at right now and that is our foreign policy and military and also alternative energy. The 2 candidates greatly differ in their stance. Don't be satisfied with a broad explanation from Obama but research it. When you try to research McCain's stance on these issues, it is a little more difficult because his camp is finding suppression in the media. I heard this morning on the news that one popular newspaper published an article by Obama last week and refuses to publish for McCain this week.

I am also aware that Obama is receiving more media coverage than McCain all around, so if you want to find out how each candidate plans to get from here to there and what the consequences of those actions would be if successful, you will need to do a little more digging I think to learn about McCain.

Overall, don't judge a book by its cover. Right now Obama definitely has the better-looking book cover, but take the time to read it through; you may just decide that the prettiest book isn't always the best.

Cat Got Your Mouse

Cats are a girl's best friend; I think so anyway. Here is an awesome tale an Aussie friend of mine shared with me when his cat caught his mouse.


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Scus Pls.......Please don't get offended...But I had to tell you about an experience I had with my little kitten. We've all had trouble with our animals, but I don't think anyone can to this one:

Calling in sick to work makes me uncomfortable. No matter how legitimate my excuse, I always get the feeling that my boss thinks I'm lying.

On one recent occasion, I had a valid reason but lied anyway, because the truth was just too darned humiliating. I simply mentioned that I had sustained a head injury, and I hoped I would feel up to coming in the next day. By then, I reasoned, I could think up a doozy to explain the bandage on the top of my head. The accident occurred mainly because I had given in to my wife's wishes to adopt a cute little kitty.

Initially, the new acquisition was no problem, but then one morning I was taking my shower after breakfast when I heard my wife, Deb, call out to me from the kitchen.

"Honey! The garbage disposal is dead again. Please come reset it."

"You know where the button is," I protested through the shower pitter-patter and steam. "Reset it yourself!"

"But I'm scared!" she persisted. "What if it starts going and sucks me in?" There was a meaningful pause and then, "C'mon, it'll only take you a second."

So out I came, dripping wet and butt naked, hoping that my silent
outraged nudity would make a statement about how I perceived her behaviour as extremely cowardly.

Sighing loudly, I squatted down and stuck my head under the sink to find the button. It is the last action I remember performing.

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It struck without warning, and without any respect to my circumstances. No, it wasn't the hexed disposal, drawing me into its gnashing metal teeth. It was our new kitty, who discovered the fascinating dangling objects she spied hanging between my legs. She had been poised around the corner and stalked me as I reached under the sink. And, at the precise moment when I was most vulnerable, she leapt at the toys I
unwittingly offered and snagged them with her needle-like claws. I lost all rational thought to control orderly bodily movements, blindly rising at a violent rate of speed, with the full weight of a kitten hanging from my masculine region.

Wild animals are sometimes faced with a "fight or flight" syndrome. Men, in this predicament, choose only the "flight" option. I know this from experience. I was fleeing straight up into the air when the sink and cabinet bluntly and forcefully impeded my ascent. The impact knocked me out cold.

When I awoke, my wife and the paramedics stood over me.

Now there are not many things in this life worse than finding oneself lying on the kitchen floor butt naked in front of a group of "been-there, done-that" paramedics.

Even worse, having been fully briefed by my wife, the paramedics were all snorting loudly as they tried to conduct their work, all the while trying to suppress their hysterical laughter......and not succeeding.

Somehow I lived through it all. A few days later I finally made it back in to the office, where colleagues tried to coax an explanation out of me about my head injury. I kept silent, claiming it was too painful to talk about, which it was.

"What's the matter?" They all asked, "Cat got your tongue?"

If they only knew!

Why is it that only the women laugh at this?

Raccoons in Your Trash

Nothing could be finer than waking in the morning, getting ready for the day and then walking out your door to find the trash you placed in the bin the day before scattered all over your porch, steps, and yard. Each morning before I head out now, I place my hand on the door handle and take a moment of silence to pray that I will not find a sea of carnage before me upon the start of my glorious day in the world. I have started to think that if I open the door and my garbage is not sprawled all over the place, this is the sign of a good day. However, when I see the ghastly sight of banana peels and tissue paper and cans before me, this is definitely the sign of a very bad day. If you are like me, and the raccoon bandits are the determinant of having a bad day or good day, it is definitely time to make a stand and do something about it. The racoons are going to have to find a new trash can to dine from.


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I personally love raccoons. I think they are awesome creatures. However, if you have ever come face-to-face with one in the middle of the night when they are getting ready to dine on your trash, they are not so cute anymore. Oh, no . . they can in fact become a bit scary, especially if they are very big raccoons. You know what I am talking about if you have had raccoon bandits. You can try to shoo them away and they don't move. They just kind of sit there and look at you like they are saying, "What is your problem." Now if you are successful in getting them to leave, ha ha, they will come back. They will sit and wait out in the backyard until you are safely tucked away in your house, and they will once again advance to toss around your trash and have some dinner. Look out your window when you are in the house, and you can see their little eyes glowing like moonbeams in the pitch black. Yeah, raccoons are really cute for sure.

I tried to find a way to tell my unwelcome guests that they would have to move along. I have tried all sorts of tips and tricks to get the message across to them. I even felt I began playing some type of game with them at one point. I could envision their little raccoon cackles in the middle of the night saying, "Yeah, the lady pulled a good one tonight, but she lost again," with their moonbeam eyes welling up in tears with laughter, while mine were welling up in despair.

I finally conquered my raccoon bandits. I won the game. Who is laughing now Rocky raccoon? Here is a secret, if you are finding raccoons in your trash and fighting a fierce battle with the raccoon bandits, try using some bungee cords on the barrels and also placing clothes soaked in ammonia around them. If you do this, they will not bother you anymore, and you can once again look at the raccoon as an awesome creature instead of the trash-thieving scoundrel it truly is.