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Jay Leno Show with President Barack Obama March 2009

And the gold medal goes to....HAHAHA. Obama was funny on this clip. I am not a Democrat and I am no longer a Republican. I am mad at both of them but this clip is truly fun to watch. Do I for one minute think he is malicious? Heartless? Cruel? Or worse...a Republican~! Egads. Nooooo.....

It is so much fun to hear the wails from the right and left on this one. You can say things like this if you are on the left because, of course, by default you are compassionate, kind, generous, loving, without a mean bone in your body, so if you make a joke about Special Olympians and their lack of ability, you are just joshing. Gosh. Can't you take a joke? If you say something like this and you are on the right, then you are an evil, heartless, pinched, miserly human being, you cannot possibly say something like this in the same spirit as Obama did in this clip. The left needs to stop ascribing evil intents to the right and the right needs to stop saying, neener, neener, you are a hypocrite. The left does not care if they are hypocrites.

I think it was funny. We have jokes about rednecks, Nascar people, trailer trash, white trash, hippies, the nuts and flakes from California, limousine liberals, fly-over country people. South Park makes a fortune making fun of every stereotype there is. Smug Alert is a favorite of mine.

Is this clip funny? I think it is mean but then I dislike Johnny Knoxville intensely so I am probably a pretty poor judge and I did not see the entire movie. Maybe it had some redeeming qualities.



Cruelty is such a different animal than teasing. We went to visit my grandma one day and there was a boy there with this incredibly huge head kind of lying on the couch in the living room. I think he was a cousin. I have so many cousins, I stopped keeping track. The last count I attempted was about 35 first cousins. I was young and could not understand the whole situation. My mom told me he had water on the brain. Say what? Couldn't they just drain it out of his head? As an adult, I assume they meant hydrocephalus. I thought it was kind of icky. Cut me some slack. I was a kid. What I do remember was how gentle and kind everyone was with him and I knew to say something mean would have been not just wrong, I think even then I knew it would have said something about my character. Thinking about it now, I think it would have hurt my heart to hear someone be cruel to him.

Political correctness is such drag. I wish someone would send it down the gutter.

Can you play soccer with a bowling ball?

Embarrassing moments during bowling

Yesterday my sister-in-law was here with my nephew. Their soccer team made it to the next level in tournament play and they were playing in Temecula. Did you know there is a huge soccer field at the end of Diaz Road?? Where have I been all these years. Anyway, they had 2 games on Sunday, one at 8 in the morning and one 2 in the afternoon, so they spent the night at my place.

One of the soccer moms organized bowling for the boys and parents at the local Brunswick Bowling...and they made me bowl. I most definitely was NOT standing in the line for sports talent. There is no gene in my DNA for hand/eye coordination. When I try to play tennis, I swear there is a hole in my racket that the ball goes right through. There is a vortex of non-athleticism that surrounds me. I am afraid I could even suck the talent out of those I play with.

We got our required fugly bowling shoes. I have to admit I think they are fun to slip and slide in. I was not feeling well and I figured this was going to be BAD. Ah, but I was rescued. One of the dads had a pitcher of beer~! I play much better with beer. I bellied up to the bar, got my pitcher of beer and 2 glasses, and went back to bowl.

Watching the boys play was hilarious. They actually tried to play soccer with two of the bowling balls. Sheesh. Watching people bowl is so much fun. It is the ultimate in people watching. Everyone is there to have fun and there were all kinds of people there yesterday. They had a contest to do the chicken dance for all the parties celebrating a birthday. Anybody care for wine to go with the cheese? To be honest, though, I caught myself tapping my toes to the music. What next? The macarena.

By the second glass of beer, my bowling was awesome. I mean a score of 78 is totally, like, so gooood. And that included 2 strikes. I was on fire. I beat everyone on our team with that score, so you know I am ready for tournament play. Bowling is right up my alley (groan.)

The boys wanted to go to a show afterward and we saw Paul Blart, Mall Cop. The first of the movie was bad and cheesy, but the movie ended up just being cheesy but cute. I am going to have to come up with a rating system for movies I see so I could rank them. This is not a movie I would buy when it goes to DVD. Maybe if it was about five bucks at Walmart. Maybe. I liked the scenes with the bad guys skateboarding, running, and jumping like crazy. That was incredible. I would love to see the behind-the-scenes on those sequences.

Hey, Book Babes, we could become the Book Bowling Babes, or Bowling for Book Babes, or Babes with Books and Balls....