God is a misogynist...

At least according to Colorado state senator Scott Renfroe, a Republican, who railed against a bill granting same-sex benefits to state employees. This is from the Colorado Independent - "The bill, which also came under fire from Focus on the Family in an advertising campaign last week, roused Renfroe to pull out a Bible and thump it during debate Monday. After first establishing that God created Eve to be Adam’s “helper,” Renfroe explained why he opposed extending health care benefits to gay and lesbian partners of state employees."
Further skewing the Lord's will, Sen. Renfroe went on to compare homosexuals to murderers "I’m not saying (homosexuality) is the only sin that is out there. Obviously we have sin — we have murder, we have, we have all sorts of sin, we have adultery, and we don’t make laws making those legal, and we would never think to make murder legal. But what I’m saying that for is that all sin is equal".
After Prop 8 and the backing away from recalling "don't ask; don't tell" this kind of BS has got to stop before gays end up in detention camps. This is the 21st century and men and women of good conscience have got to step up and do something to put an end to this hatred of fellow Americans who pay taxes, serve silently in the military, prop up the economy and provide many services including hairdressers, interior decorators and even construction workers. Senator Renfro needs to be covered in an avalanche of outraged email and phone calls. Let's stop procrastinating and do something about this now. For God's sake.

SCOTT RENFROE
Colorado State Senator, District 13
Office Location: 200 E. Colfax
Denver, CO 80203
Capitol Phone: 303-866-4451
E-mail: scott.renfroe.senate@state.co.us

Absolutely fabulous....

Four score and eight years ago, my grandparents introduced the world to a beautiful baby girl they named Elsie Louise. As one can see, she is still beautiful, not to mention smart, charming, hardworking, curious, optimistic and a wonderful mother. Mom has been raising kids with love for over seven decades without complaining or ever quitting. She is giving and forgiving almost to a fault; she is caring and has the ability to see the brightness at the end of even the longest darkest tunnels. My momma is the eighth wonder of the world to me. She possesses uncommon common sense and has an innate ability to see the diamond in the coal. I can remember driving past a house with her where the front yard was strewn with toys and empty soda and beer cans along with an old car being rebuilt. I said "What a mess!", to which she replied "I don't know; they look like they are having a lot of fun to me". She keeps me grounded and I love her as much as love exists in the universe.
Abe Lincoln would be honored to share his birthday with a woman of her stature.
Happy birthday Mom. I look forward to sharing many more and attending Kayla's graduation with you by my side. A dear friend said your were fabulous; she was absolutely right. Big kisses; big hugs. Don't eat all the truffles.

Hoof hearted...

Late last month, the thoroughbred world held their annual Eclipse awards ceremony honoring race horses in different categories. Curlin became the first consecutive winner of Horse of the Year since Cigar,

easily beating out the Kentucky Derby winning three year old champion colt Big Brown and undefeated champion race mare, Zenyatta. Curlin and Big Brown are off to the breeding shed while Zenyatta will race again this year.
Missing an award was a wonderful mare named Pepper's Pride,pictured above, who ended her career after reeling off 19 consecutive victories to retire undefeated. The 19 in a row easily eclipsed Cigar's 16 win run as a modern day record. Pepper will go visit two time Breeder's Cup Classic winner, Tiznow. Things could get spicy.....
My favorite horse from the past year was a New York bred son of Crusader Sword named Tin Cup Chalice. Tinny won 6 of 8 races, including the Grade 2 Indiana Derby over Pyro, with a second and a understandable out of the money finish in the Japan Dirt Cup run backwards and a half a world away. He is a gelding so the mares are safe and we get to watch him run again this year and hopefully several more as well. Making news last Sunday was the colt, Mr. Fantasy, who freaked a field of his peers by nearly 9. Mr. Fantasy is a half-brother to Tin Cup Chalice, both out of the Spectacular Bid mare,Twice Forbidden, dam also of stakes winner, Don Corleone. Mr. Fantasy is undefeated after two monster efforts winning off by over 10 in his first start and is generating a lot of buzz.

Look what I found on the net!!

 

This is my high school yearbook picture. It was taken in 1962 at Johnson High School in Japan. I found it strictly by accident along with a web site featuring the school and all of it's yearbooks. This picture was taken by a boyfriend who did the yearbook pictures that year. I remember we had just had an argument right before this picture was taken. I never got to see it because my father was transferred back to the States and I actually graduated high school in Utah two months later. What is so cool to me about finding old pictures of myself is that I never look like I thought I looked like at the time. That's me.

Bye, bye, Miss American Pie

This is a brief farewell to the fair lady who departed the White House with Baby Huey, aka GW. Laura Bush's calm, smiling, gracious demeanor was the only steady ground throughout her calamitous husband's calculated ruination of our country. Sure, she had some views only the isolated rich espouse, but nothing like her haughty, arrogant mother-in-law. She is smart, she always looks good and she speaks well. We would surely been better off if she had been the POTUS and I have the feeling that things, believe it or not, could have even been worse without her presence as First Lady.
Laura Bush, I salute you and I will miss you. I can get you the name of a great divorce lawyer when you are ready. God bless.

Lots of balls...

Amidst the ebb and flow of today's Inaugural events, those of us with senses not so dulled by our own egos could not help but appreciate the sheer joy and happiness this historic change of power wrought upon millions of people, exemplified by a sea of smiles and good cheer. Nothing, not the gaydar inducing Rick Warren, a clumsy ministering of the oath of office by Chief Justice Roberts, or a surprisingly low key speech by the new Commander in Chief could, or should, dim the enthusiasm and pleasure of that throng. Whatever one feels about Barack Obama, we are all still Americans and he is going to be President of every one of us. We can nurse our primary wounds, or we can heal them and keep ourselves centered and focused.
Nothing is going to serve this country worse than wallowing in bitterness.
As progressives, we must make our voices sing out with clarity and loud enough to move the President Obama along a path whose goals match our goals. We do indeed have to work for change, not against ourselves as some did when they switched allegiances during the electoral season.
A sizeable portion of the joy being generated today was the departure of GW Bush. Personally, most of it, for me. That and a great sense of relief. I could see myself even forcing a smile if John McCain and Sarah Palin were up on that podium today. At the very least, they are not Bush/Cheney, the two twin towers of Constitutional disaster.
Limited in loft and spirit as his speech was, Obama did manage to interject a cutting critique of the Bush pResidency as crisp and as sharp as the air surrounding him. That made me smile.
The balls? Oh, hell yeah. The Inaugural Balls, of course. What other kind would you expect in Washington, D.C.?

Really?

I am experiencing withdrawal from last year's reality show. No, not Survivor or The Apprentice or that lot. However looking back at the primary season and the election and all the drama and the intrigue and the backstabbing and the susequent hysteria resultant I find it hard not to think of it as one big fascinating televison show. I do know the difference because Survivor and Big Brother were not as well scripted as the Obama Candidacy or the Convention of Democrats which was subtitled Why Democrat doesn't necessarily mean Democracy. Who didn't enjoy the Sarah Palin Comedy Tour?
Ummm, well maybe John McCain, although he did inspire that grand drinking game of taking a shot everytime he said "my friends' in a speech or a debate. Didn't we all cry when Hillary got booted off the island or was that another show? Well, it certainly was scripted that way. I get so confused. I know on Big Brother, some of them get together and make up shit in order to turn the others on the only genuine person in the house. Could Evil Dick and his daughter, Danielle, have been any better than Keith Olbermann and Chris Matthews at convincing millions that Bill Clinton was, incredibly, a racist? Bravo gentlemen. You get to stay in the house or on the island or to go work for The Donald.
Yes, it was fun and it was tragic and I cried and I got pissed off. A lot. Which is probably why I can't wait for the next season of The Amazing Race. Both versions.