Blinky McCain Will Always Complain

How do you know when John McCain is lying? His lips are moving.

I am a Democrat. My thoughts on politics will offend most Republicans. However, I also live in Arizona, and John McCain doesn't practice what he preaches. If you lived here, you'd laugh at every statement the man makes about "what he's going to do," (blink, blink, blink). He blinks allot. The people in Arizona are fat, on meth, and most of them are illegal. So how can you say you are going to work on obesity, clean up the drugs, and stop the border crossing, when you can't even do it in your own state. Arizona taxes are high. You say you're going to cut taxes, when you can't even do it in your own state.

I am so sick of listening to rude, lying, blinking, John "bumbling idiot" McCain. He interrupts Obama, the moderator and is sounding desperate. He's like the uncool kid trying to speak when everyone doesn't want to hear it. So that is my stake. I don't like him. I think he never focuses on what he is going to do or the issues at hand, and is too busy saying "what the other guy is not going to do."

Because I don't want to get in a debate I am turning comments off. Sorry, but this is my opinion, and I am not asking for yours (did that sound bitchy... yes, but that's how it is).

Evening Stick Up

I would like to live in a world where I don't have to hear about men's erectile dysfunction cures every time I watch the evening news. I am sorry that so many of you have a hard time getting it up when the moment is right, but seriously do I have to sit through four commercials of this crap and hear how you might die if you take it with your nitrates? I know you guys have to put up with the women related Aunt Flow ads, but I hardly ever see them during the evening news, and there's nothing "sexy" about those ads. I donno, but maybe, could I have an evening without seeing a medicine ad?

Duba Lova

It's Friday night before a busy Saturday, and I am just checking the usual, LJ, Yahoo, FB, etc. ... when Duba (my cat) looks over at me longingly, and decides he needs to be in my lap. My computer is a Duba magnet. He is now on my arms, but I can still type two handed.

He is sending everyone who needs a hug this week, warm, fuzzy purrs. *PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRR*

I send my own purrs, if I could purr, to my cousin and my friends who might not be feeling too great. In these trying times, I can see how perpetual happiness can seem, shallow and without merit. However, I sincerely hope, pray, and project my positive energy to them, the economy and anyone else out there who is not in the best of spirits. I like to think the world is just a little sick right now, and just needs to rest and get better; to let the healing begin. So I take into myself all their suffering and turn it around as a representative for them and say "thank you for my healing." I believe we can turn this dark hour into a new light. Good will prevail, it always does.

Namaste to all, and have a good, happy weekend. If you are not happy right now, pick one thing in your day that made you happy or smile for a bit, and bless it with your smile. One thing. A breath, a text message, a kiss, a song, a purr, a vision, a cloud, a silly thought, whatever. Just one thing, and make it the key to your new day. Bless you all. Love you all, and have a great weekend!

I am, I am

Welcome New and Old Friends. I see you have found me on the public side of the digital wall of thoughts. I am reposting something from another blog that may give new readers insight into my Mary mind:

I am a democrat. I am a slacker. I am a nerd. I am a woman who likes the right to have a choice about what she does to her body. I am a know-it-all, that knows-very-little. I am a horrible speller and grammatically incorrect most of the time. I am human. I am weird. I am observant. I am oblivious. I am heart. I am song. I am what's right. I am what's wrong. I am a poet. I am a writer. I am a liver, not a dyer. I am corny. I am shy. I am not really good when it comes to guys. I am straight. I am single. I am uncomfortable with silences when I try to mingle. I am short. I am phat. I am silly. I am that. I am, I am.

My views aren't the same as the rest of the world. I have offended several friends within the last year, when I spoke my mind about J.K. Rowling’s law-suit practices, or other topics. I am sorry that they felt the need to part ways, but that's the way they felt, and I don't hold it against them. I miss them and wish they would forgive me and come back, but that is their prerogative. I care about other people's opinions, but I just don't like it when someone I trust comes on to my Blog and tells me I am not allowed to feel that way, but that is the way the cookie crumbles I guess. Bygones.

I learned one thing in the last several years that has taught me the meaning of how to let go: a grudge is like a run in a stocking, it will only get worse. I haven't worn stockings in a while, and it is a nice freedom, metaphorically and literally too.

Well I hope you all are well, and that I haven't offended anybody. Love you all. Have a good Friday!

-Namaste.

The New Blog

I started this Blog several years ago, so I could respond to other people's Blogs out there. I decided it was time to come out from a private Blog and go public. I want to do this for many reasons, but mostly because I have reached a crossroads in my life where I am confident in myself that I can share my thoughts. I still have a private Blog, but this one will always remain open.

My name is Mary, and I am a fan of many things. Primarily Superman, Smallville, Harry Potter, Pushing Daisies, The Tudors, Supernatural, and more; but I am not going to go into those at the moment.

For those of you who don’t know who I am, I am a professional graphic designer by day, and a self-published novelist the rest of the time. I currently have what I like to call, “the draft everyone can read,” of my first novel published on the web called “Mercury Brightman: The First Sign” (http://www.MercuryBrightman.com). It is available for reading, and online order, but please note I am currently editing it to clean up many of the errors in it. I am also trying to obtain a publisher at the moment and am open to offers from legit literary agents or publishers.

In addition to this publication I have also self-published “Zoey Zigmody and Something Spotty” (http://www.ZoeyZigmody.com). I have several other projects I am working on simultaneously, including my own personal and spiritual makeover. The past five years have been very turbulent and unexpected. Job, after job lead me to the great state of Arizona, where I now reside. In the last year, I have accomplished many things, but most of all I have found faith again.

I am not a born-again-something-or-other, or part of any cult I know of. I am apart of a movement of people who are looking towards positive thinking, and believe that thoughts become things, and mind is truly over matter. It is known throughout the world as “The Secret” by Rhonda Byrnes, and can be perceived as “new age”. Regardless of your point of view, the point of my view is that it is working for me. I feel better then I ever have, and I am truly happy about my life.

It is no real secret however that I am a driven person when it comes to “fame”. I don’t necessarily seek the fame so much, as I seek the monetary rewards that come with it. However, I do have limits as to what I will do to get it. I have had about 5 minutes of “fame” when I appeared on Season 4’s American Idol. Look it up, it’s out there. I have to agree with the judges that I just wasn’t ready. I am a good singer, but I lack confidence on stage. With stars and cameras on me, I was a sitting duck. I think if I had known what I know now, then, I might have performed better. Nonetheless, it just wasn’t for me.

I decided then and there that I would pursue my passion for writing and composing thought as much as I can. It hasn’t been remotely what I expected, but it is definitely been interesting. It can be challenging to fit the life of a writer into one’s daily life with a full-time job and a pension for laziness, but I am trying. No writer should write if the mood doesn’t strike. A writer must be driven by their inner storyteller before they can put thought to keyboard, otherwise the words just come out wonky and forced. However, I am of the persuasion to keep moving forward and try to tackle it head on as best you can. One step at a time.

So this is the start of what I believe will be an interesting endeavor in sharing my soul. Please note, I don’t have time to read other people’s Blogs religiously or follow anymore lives, but I do care. Please don’t take offense if I don’t get back with you immediately. I have a great deal on my plate, and I am sort of on a diet of the mind as of late. Till then, thank you for joining. I look forward to sharing thoughts and feelings over the coming future.

-Mary E. Gober