Here I am drinking a Big Carl sized cup of water trying to force a tension headache out of my body. I always get sick when I am excited... or when I am braiding my hair... both of which I am doing this week. I am excited to be taking my daughter (and my husband and myself) to the Dragon*Con convention downtown.
It's funny how people react when I say I am going to Dragon*Con. Makes me wonder if I should keep it to myself. It's like I'm a great big freakazoid, going to hang out with the other freaks. First of all, I never-ever professed to be anything less than completely crazy and wildly eclectic. After all, I homeschool, don't I? Isn't that a fringe activity? My daughter did pageants during her tween years... another fringe hobby. Why
not attend an extreme costuming, sci-fi, comic and cosplay convention. Is that really so strange? So to make it sound all normal and educational-like, I point out that my daughter and I love the costuming seminars, and that I plan to spend some time in the artist workshops... there. That's respectable right?
So back to the hair. I took down my dreadlocs this summer. Seeing as they were micro-sized it took all stinkin' summer. They were just past shoulder length, and the weight of them was causing my hair to thin. I probably should have just shaved my head and started over like most smart people who are ready to let go of the locs. While my length is respectable, the texture of my freed hair is not so great, and after 2 days of conditioning, I am braiding it. I actually flat-ironed it this morning, but don't like the lack of fullness that I used to have... sigh. But now my hair is socially acceptable.
So, I read an article today about a young Jewish man who was assaulted and and had his mouth stapled. The authorities are trying to say it is not a hate crime even though he was asked if he was Jewish and saluted with a "Heil Hitler"before being assaulted . I'm kinda sick about the newest trend of people not being allowed to point out when they have had a racial injustice perpetrated on them out of fear of 'playing the race card' accusations, and must wait for a person who is not in that nationality to say..."hey, that was kinda racist". (Thanks Chris Matthews).
And speaking of stereotypes, how did Lindsay Lohan get caught up in another Jewelry Heist? Because once someone is associated with something, people will always go there. It doesn't matter how many times they show their birth certificate. As a person whose birth father was also from another country, I find it really insulting that people would think that an American woman (like my mom) would leave the comfort of the United States and the first-world medical care ( of 40-50 years ago) to go have a baby in a freakin hut... where she could die. That's just stupid. An American woman's constitution couldn't handle such a trauma. Why don't we ride The President of the United States on the real issues, but don't tell lies about his nationality. If president Obama was born in Kenya, then I was born in Jamaica... yeah-mon!
Anyway... why is everybody all over Prince Harry's jock (literally). Since when is the sibling of a (future) monarch not a total goof-off, and since when does a twenty-something vacationing in Vegas wear clothes? Prince Harry, I salute you. So much for what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. My daughter doesn't need to be inundated with photos of the prince's hiney. Next subject please.
Speaking about changing topics... I changed my post title a dozen times before hitting publish.
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Tuesday, August 28, 2012
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