The Balanced News

Choice or action

Which comes first.

Of course choice thats the way i wrote it.

Seriously though, i’m driving home last night and i hear advertising.  I dont know if you have heard this one but its amazing.  A soothing voice comes on, this is what a bar sounded like before the smoking ban, this is what a bar sounds like after the smoking ban, the voters choose.  Smile you are healthy, you are happy.
The ad ends.

More than one of my female friends will tell you that she is pro-choice and the world will end if women cant have the choice to make their own actions.  Feminisms true and sole stance, the sexuality of woman, and the choices woman make with their sexuality should be equal to that of men.  I agree.  As for the pro-choice or pro-ban, this issue i will always pocket veto.

My question this time nothing to do with free will, restraint is always over powered by the black market basic economics.

Woman will have abortions, 16 year olds will drink beer, grass will be grown,  speeders will avoid speed traps.

If there wasnt a speed limit, would everyone drive till the needle is barried.
This i doubt, well maybe for a couple weeks.

Alright let me ask the question, bare with me i’m driving without a seat belt.

Click it or Ticket.  Action then choice.

Choice or action.

Why after the action is their still a selling of the choice?

…..a brief public service announcement….
Register your matches stop forest fires.
…..thank you for making trees safe…….

FYI- strange but true
There is a higher propensity that someone isn’t being honest if they don’t use conjunctions.

To be a goose
written by james spada

Wouldnt it be great
to sit by the pond.

Wouldnt it be great
to walk in the grass

wouldnt it be great
to float in the pond

wouldnt it be great
to lie all around

I want to be a
Duck!Duck!Duck!!

maybe
even one of the geese.

When we originally went to war i was pumped, made war buttons with little cannons the whole nine.

Now we have lost soldiers, and i dont think we have made any new friends in the middle east.

Gas is over 3.00 a gallon, and the war is costing us 500 billion.

500 billion means nothing right, it is too big of a number to comprehend.

Well if we have 300 million people in the United States, each of us would have to contribute 1667 dollars.
If you think thats a lot of money.  If you have a wife and two kids you owe a bit more like 6668 dollars.  That comes out to roughly 1212 Chipolte.  Damn thats alot of burrito.  303 days of chipolte burittos dinners for a family of four.

Here is the solution
I was thinking the other day that the government should raise money for wars via  telethons.  You could call in and pleage money for guns or bullets.  The announcer “President Bush” would say your 50 dollar contribution will help to buy two land mines.

A little old lady would call in and talk about the great programming the government has provided.

In the Background we could have congress and the senate sitting at their desks in congress busily answering phones and getting donations.

And with a thousand dollar contribution you will receive this bumper sticker that reads,”I spent a thousand on this war. what you got?”

A Five thousand dollar contribution will get you a framed picture of the dangling middle eastern leader and a bag of Doritos.  And a silver bumper sticker that reads, “I spent 5 thousand on the war. What you got?”

It will be great, we can raise that 500 billion dollars in no time at all.

and i will be able to keep my 1700 dollars, and buy a really nice blue bicycle that i will ride in the summer.  Unfortunately it will bear no bumper sticker.

Thou shalt not kill, unless they are bad or enemy’s or foreign or something else very Grey.  Shi, in that case i’ll drop my weapon of mass destruction. My fist dammit.

The law does give the ability to kill if your life is in imminent danger.
Screw the law, lets have a telethon.

Seriously at what point would a sissy really drive around with a ribbon sticker on their car saying i support our troops, when they can get an official donation sticker, from the US government War-athon.  The telethon to end all telethons.

Good Movie, the ending is perfect.

“I dont know how safe this is since i’m not paying attention to the road either.”
Lorin
As he watches from the passanger seat as the driver solves a rubix cube in the passing lane on the highway.

So she calls and leaves a message,
i dont answer

then she comes over and knocks
i dont answer

she climbs in the window
saying i know your home
i dont answer

I turn off the monitor of my computer and sit there,

She comes in looks at my bed
I’m not in it

She hits the answering machine listens to the her message.
Then she comes in the room i’m in and turns on the light

Walking out without realizing i’m in there she starts deleting messages
from my answering machine.

Then turns around and sees me sitting there.
So of course she is embarrassed.

true story
Six years ago i began to tell somebody or probably several people my favorite movie was snow falling on cedars.  I watched it for the first time tonight.

Back at OU the campus movie channel was playing it and every time it was on, my favorite movie,  the movie guide said it was snow falling on cedars.  Now that i have finally scene the movie this story isnt that embarrassing.

So just in case i ever recommended snow falls on cedars with great vigor and you didnt like it, i’m ok with that, oops my bad. Not my favorite but not bad either.

I do have to say that the movie that i thought was snow falling on cedars is still my favorite movie, and definitely think you should check it out.
It was the scene with the guy standing in the night snow fall that made the title transferable.

If its an orange call it an orange.  Bloody Zen Buddist monks, always asking what this is…And the Tibetan monk asks, what has he never seen an orange.

This 1966 maroon Ford Galaxie 500. You drivin’ this car?
I think maybe we’re missing the point.
It seems to me James’ strength as a writer is that
he doesn’t take us by the hand. He treats us
like adults. He respects us enough to forget
us. That takes . . . courage .

Well put, Hannah. And a good note to end on, I
think.
(as the students rise)
Don’t forget about WordFest this weekend. And
remember: those of you driving V.I.P.s to
tonight’s cocktail party need to have them at
the Chancellor’s house no later than 5:30.