Dinkin’ Flicka

My Top Ten Most Favorite Ridiculous Rap Lyrics of All Time:


1) I love you like a fat kid love cake- 50 Cent “21 Questions”

2) Inside peanut butter, outside jelly, seven days of the week, seven different Chevys- Cadillac Don “Peanut Butter & Jelly”

3) I’m from the ghetto homie. I was raised on bread and bologna- B.G. “Move Around”

4) Watch me make yo’ face beat up my hand- Dem Frachize Boyz “Lean Wit it Rock Wit it”

5) Me, I’m a pimp I ain’t payin’ for no sex, I’d rather buy a car or a new rolex- David Banner “Like A Pimp”

6) Ever since I can remember I been workin’ these hoes and they better put my money in my hand- 36 Mafia “Poppin’ My Collar”

7) I’m the type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum. I’m the type of girl you wanna take to ya mamma’s house- Rasheeda “My Bubblegum”

8) N**** I put you in a coma, smoke yo ass like marijuana- Triple Six Mafia “North”

9) Do yo chain hang low, do it wobble to da flo. Do it shine in da light, is it platinum, is it gold?- Jibbs “Chain Hang Low”

10) Chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup with a soda on the side- DJ Webstar “Chicken noodle soup”

All in a Wells Weekend

Just a couple things that happened this weekend:

Woke up at 5am Saturday to an explosion which turned out to be a car on fire in the parking lot next door.

Someone hit my car making a 6-8 inch gash in my rear driver’s side door and drove off. My lease is up in two weeks and I have a $500 deductible. Sometimes I hate my life.

We got a piano (thank you Brian Murphy).

Allie peed ON our bed and then got a beat down from the Westerhold’s 12 week old puppy Jackson (of whom I have posted pictures on my flickr).

I watched my friend pump milk out of her breasts. Definitely have never seen that before.

Watched a record 8 episodes of The Office.

Warning: This is a soap-box post

Bush wants to cut $70 Billion more dollars from Medicare and Medicaid issuing what amounts to a death sentence to many health care providers in conjunction with the 2005 Deficit Reduction Act and Medicare Part D (which turned over prescription drug coverage for Medicare recipients to private companies) that went into effect last year. As if the the Deficit Reduction Act of 2005 didn’t reduce Medicare ($6.4 billion) or Medicaid ($4.7 billion) funding from 2006 to 2010 enough, he’s doing it again. This time cuts with be aimed at hospitals (of which 2/3’s are already losing money treating Medicare patients), the Children’s Health Program, and pharmacies (who are already underpaid on each Medicaid transaction by an average of 36%). I read this yesterday and strongly agreed:

"As he proposes $70 billion in cuts to these programs, President Bush will say that he is trying to address long-term financial problems in these programs," Davenport said. "He is trying to treat a symptom, not the disease. The real problem is that health care costs in the United States are out of control. The president hasn't offered any meaningful solutions for controlling health care costs." [link]

And how would the president go about doing this you may ask? Simple: follow the old adage “an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure”. Take for instance the Asheville Project, a pharmaceutical care demonstration project conducted in North Carolina to prove that greater concentration of community pharmacists’ roles in health care can actually reduce health care costs considerably. A group called NCCPC offered to train community pharmacists in diabetes management and to offer pharmaceutical care services for city employees with diabetes. Employees who enrolled in the program agreed to go through formal diabetes education program and also agreed to meet on a regular basis, usually every month, with one of the specially trained pharmacists, who they selected from a list of those who had also gone through the training.

At the end of the project Average hemoglobin A1c results for the 40 City of Asheville employees decreased from 7.6% to 6.2%. Total cholesterol averages dropped from 210mg/dl to 198 mg/dl. The LDL average decreased from 118 mg/dl to 98 mg/dl. All of these averages exceeded the American Diabetes Association goals of <7%>.

So instead of treating the “Medicare/Medicaid” problem by making tax cuts, Bush is actually cutting off help at the source.

And THAT is because he’s in bed with everyone from big pharma companies like Pfizer and Merck to pharmacy benefit managers like Caremark and Humana (who reported net income of $487.4 million, up 64 percent from $296.7 million a year ago thanks to its burgeoning Medicare Benefit Program). And speaking of record profits, who else but Exxon Mobil is raking in a fortune! The juggernaut’s earnings are up $3.4 billion from 2005!

But that’s not the only place the money is going…

“…The committee calculated that the $12 billion in cash, most of it in the stacks of $100 bills, weighed 363 tons and had to been flown in on wooden pallets aboard giant C-130 military cargo planes [to Iraq]. “Who in their right mind would send 360 tons of cash into a war zone?” Mr. Waxman said. “That’s exactly what our government did.”

This government needs some help. Seriously. Hillary? Obama? ANYONE??

The thing is: Women really are Worse than Men

Clint and I have been having the same conversation over and over since we started dating: the one where we argue over which sex really the more of a threat to a marriage in a bar type situation.

Clint’s argument is that it does not take much to encourage a man to make a move on a woman. Perfect example, there was a particular night before Clint and I were ever dating that I got invited to dinner after church with a big group and apparently touched Clint’s arm while I was saying something. He totally took that as a sign that I liked him and went around to the whole group that night asking what they thought it meant. We still laugh about how much he freaked out about that to this day.

I, in that instant, was an exception to the point that I’m about to make. Whereas Clint thought the world of me touching his arm, I don’t even remember doing it, didn’t even think about it when I did it! Well of course, since we’re married now I think about these kinds of things a lot. I try and think critically about my behavior and what I’m communicating with my body language. Usually I’m mulling over the men at the bars where he plays that approach me and different things I can do to make myself look, well, unapproachable. This mostly involves me frowning and not making eye contact (read: making myself look bitchy). And for the most part, it works. There is the occasional guy that is too inebriated to read my body language that will come up and start talking to me but usually lasts about as long as it takes for me to say: see that guy playing guitar up there? We’re married. Buh bye now.

And here is where I get to how women really can be worse than men. For a married man, this scenario has the potential to look MUCH different. Women are much more likely to talk to a married man than they are to talk to a single guy. For starters, married men are generally “safer”, what with being married and all, they’re probably not looking [realistically] to take you home. But here’s the really sick thing: a married man is much more attractive to women because that little gold/platinum/titanium band around his finger shows that he can make a commitment. Women love that. If you think I’m making this up, please come out to one Loose Stone Show and watch how many drunk girls crowd around in front of Clint as opposed to the other 3 unmarried and good looking men up on the stage. It’s ridiculous. Sometimes the cave woman in me wants to go up and start making out with him onstage just to stake my claim. Anyway, the ring also suggests that he’s a family man, maybe he likes/wants/has children. He’s racking up major babe points and he hasn’t even opened his mouth yet. Then comes the conversation. Inevitably, being the good husband that he is, he starts talking about his wife, how much he loves her/misses her/wishes she were there. BAM! He has just scored sensitivity points. He is looking very, very good.

The dangerous thing about most men at bars is that, yes: most of them are there looking for sex, but you know that. It’s understood, it’s explicit. The dangerous thing about women at bars? You don’t really know why they’re there. Most of them, I’d say, are there to connect with some guy and get an ego boost, not necessarily sex and as I’m coming to understand, this can be much more dangerous because a) it’s not as obvious b) can seem harmless and c) can be written off pretty easily. But the thing about marriage is: nobody’s doing it perfect. There’s got to be some area where maybe your needs aren’t being met, maybe you’re feeling a little insecure that you’re not attractive or interesting or funny and this girl that you’re talking to is making you feel all of the above. Now THAT is dangerous. This is how marriages really end. You start thinking, “Wow, this girl does x-y-and z so much better than my wife, and she’s not complaining about all of the stuff that I don’t do.” Yet…

And the thing is, this chick is totally digging making you feel like that. Why? Because women LOVE to be preferred. We love to feel like we’re better than the next chick and that we’re being chosen above someone. That’s another part of the allure of talking to a married man: instant competition with an instant advantage. I’m telling you, you can’t make this crap up.

So where it may seem like men are the real bad guys with the bedroom angling and the cheesy lines, it’s the women that take the cake for posing any kind of real threat in my book. After all it’s a no-brainer that there’s danger in entertaining conversation with a guy that you know is just looking to score, but how about a seemingly innocent woman with whom you’re having a seemingly innocent chat about your wife?