The fam

My little baby sister.

My big mama.

My awkward picture with my parents.

vote fuck you

Nobody reads anymore.
We are a generation deprived of heroes.
Who is saying anything?
Who is doing anything?
Everybody is too busy dying their hair and figuring out who is going to win Top Model 6. or 7. Who can remember? Tyra.

The government has won.
We as a country have completely succumbed to a "totalitarian" democracy. It is a fucking joke. Flip a coin. Heads or tails. Hitler or Stalin. Black or white. McCain or Obama. Shit or Piss. Dicks or Cunts.

Our country by definition has a "representative democracy" (in that it resembles a democracy, but even in its own definition is NOT truly a democracy) It's like when a parent deceives their child by letting them have some choice, let’s say carrots or broccoli when the fucking kid wants an ice cream cone. But that's not a choice. (Even though all the kid would need to do is punch their parent in the face and reach for the freezer) But nobody does that. Why? Would anything happen? It is not the fear of the parent itself but the imposed fear the parent has placed on the child. In reality, if the child punched their parent in their face and ate an ice cream cone, what's the worst that could happen?
Everyone looks to the beloved coin to represent some kind of change. (heh, pun intended)
Everyone is too busy looking at Senator White and Senator Black; they don't realize how many others like them are standing around looking in the same direction. If they would simply turn their heads, take notice of how many people are entering the poll booths disgruntled and organize a big fucking STOP SIGN, what would happen?
If everybody voted what would happen? I don't know, perhaps the government would determine the outcome anyway (see: Electoral College or Florida 2000)
Or, we would simply end up with heads or tails. Yippee.
If NOBODY voted what would happen? I can't even wrap my mind around it because I am stuck by this huge flashing sign that reads "It would never happen!" But let's just say that's been said before, this coined term "it would never happen" like maybe "...It would never happen" (in reference to a black person winning the presidency?") Or "...It would never happen" (in reference to a man of god molesting a child?"
I choose not to be discouraged by it would never happen. Because it absolutely NEEDS to happen.

Magnolia

So, Today we woke up and decided we needed to get the grocery items. It was off to Cub Foods. Yay. Yum.

Then we came home and I organized the freezer! Woo.Hoo.

!!! ...and then

We went to Burnsville Skate Park where I filmed Shahin-y the Weenie doing More NEAT TRICKS. Actually he is watching them on the T.V. as we speak. There were lots-o-tots at the skate park which was pretty fucking annoying, but there was this really little kid (5 years old, I asked) who was really good, but we had to laugh because the skateboard went up to his chin!!

Oh boy!

But I am really sick still.

STILL!

Lame.

Ode to the obnoxious

What I learned this day:

Iran is the only country where it is legal to sell your organs.

In China, the majority of donated organs and tissues come from prisons, where the execution rate is extremely high.

In the United States, a kidney transplant generally costs about 100,000 dollars, but in countries such as Pakistan, poor farmers have sold their kidneys for what equates to between $900-and $1200 U.S. dollars.

Anyways, today was extremely uneventful, but last night was interesting. We went to zombie, then the skatepark where I filmed the bink doing some neat tricks. Then we came home and got ready. We went to Shahin's sister Nilofar's house to see Andie Undie in his cute chubby dino outfit and we went to some party at her neighbors for a little bit. I made friends with the babies as usual and then we were off to quite a beligerant costume party. We clearly arrived too late to have any legitimate conversation. The night consisted of a drunk girl named Alex repeatedly telling me she loved me because like, "WE HAVE THE SAME FUCKING NAME!!",(!) and random people dancing, vomiting and even crying. hmph. Whatever. Shahin and I were in our normal clothes, but people thought we were in costume. People thought Shahin was a "hobo hippie" "a homeless person" and my personal favorite from a drunken 40 year old mom dressed as snow white as "troll."I did put on bunny ears towards the end of the night.

We ordered Chinese food for dinner and watched Vacancy, which was actually scary for me at least.

That's about it.