Rock em, Sock em

I am not often on the fence about issues:

1. If a friend needs assistance I will do what I can to be of assistance. Like watching my friends dogs or helping a friend move. Yes, of course I will be there for you.
2. If you're a pushy and demanding regulatory agent that uses your position to get your way, I will not help you win your battle. I believe contracts are contracts are contracts. So to you Ms. Bitch out there on the west coast, I still say NO. You may have won your battle by pissing and moaning about me to my superiors, but I am confident by your actions that YOU are a biased piece of shit motivated by your own personal convictions an not by fairness.
3. If you take the position of the urinal next to me, and rip one mother of a fart; I'm going to laugh and make some sort of remark. Don't get ticky with me because you couldn't have been a tad bit more civil about it. I get that it's a bathroom, but your effort to break the sound barrier at Mack 5 was a bit overkill. and yes, it was funny.
4. I am very selfishly giddy and gayly happy that a co-worker has taken a new job and moved the hell on. Now maybe I can try to like her... or not.
5. My job is hell right now. The financial world has gone just a tad bit stupid and along with it all the people we service appear to be fearful. Granted I understand, but folks you really need to chill and just let the machine work. The bailout is a bad idea. Let the sharks fight it out. Let the economy suffer a little bit. Maybe it will knock some sense into everyone. You're not supposed to coddle a whiney baby ALL the time. You're not supposed to let your kids off the hook when they've been bad. Spank the crap out of them and let them pay the price. Tighten your belt a bit, suck it up, grow a pair.
6. oh and one more fencing issue: Nobama!!!

I let you off lite. I was also going to rant again about St. Mary's Hospital. But I'm still waiting to see if they respond to my "very enlightening and educational" and blaming letter.

Aloe Plants

Two years ago my friend mary let me take a baby shute from her aloe vera plant. It looked so cute and I had been wanting to have my own aloe plant. And plants mean a bit more when you get them from a friend. Off with my little aloe baby I went. I took it home and mothered it. Side note: Did you know that England just celebrated it's "Mothering Day." Our version of Mother's Day but in March; well this past Sunday at least. Anywho, I stopped off at Lowe's to get some potting soil (rather than go to their competition cause I despise that company). I knew nothing about planting aloe, but I do fairly well with plants, or so I thought. I just planted as came natural to me and gave no thought to what the plant needed to grow. The little sucker did nothing for along time. But I'm patient when I want to be (take careful note of that last comment). A year went by and it still was a sad little baby plant. At one point I thought surely I had killed it. But that plant has proven to be a tough fighter. The past year it started to grow. Oddly, it was in a shaded point at that time cause I was giving up on it. But the plant thought better and grew, and grew, and grew. I finally took it into some sun and it grew some more. Now it rests in a window and is growing more stalks from the soil. And it leans toward the sun, which is sorta of fun to watch it do that over time; cause I'm certainly not sitting here just watching it do that. Since it's decided to live, I think I'm going to name him. Yes, him! It's my plant and I'm giving it a male gender. I once had a Russian Snake plant that met a 2 story demise, but that's another blog too. I named that plant Vladimir Defected. So I need to come up with something fun for Mr. Aloe. Any suggestions?