Chilean Earthquake – Food For Thought

Shallow 6-5 magnitude earthquake strikes off the coast of Aisen, Chile

A magnitude 8.8 quake and the tsunami it unleashed in 2010 
killed 551 people and destroyed 220,000 homes. 
It was so strong it changed time, shortening the Earth’s 
day slightly by changing the planet’s rotation.

Angry Muslims? What About Disgust?

I’m not especially fond of Hillary Clinton but I do have to agree with her on this comment she made, according to The Washington Post:

“The U.S. government had absolutely nothing to do with this video,” Clinton said at a meeting in Washington on Thursday with a delegation from Morocco. “We absolutely reject its content and messages. But there is no justification — none at all — for responding to this video with violence.”

“… that people in the region don’t understand our culture and society, that [the video] was, in fact, a private effort, that it has nothing to do with the U.S. government, that we don’t do these kinds of videos, and that, in fact, as a government, we found it disgusting and reprehensible.”

“… it is hard for some people to understand why the United States cannot or does not just prevent” such videos “from ever seeing the light of day.” But she said stopping such expressions was not only “impossible” but also against U.S. values of free expression.”

I have not seen this movie nor do I have an interest to do so.   Just looking out for my Constitutional Rights.  Furthermore, I’m a bit disgusted by the (seeming) fact that there is no respect for my beliefs and right to free expression.  There happens to be an old saying that goes something like this:  “Do unto others as you would have (want) done unto you.”  Another good one is:  “What goes around comes around.”  Love begets love and hate begets hate.  Simple, so what is your (free) choice?

Peace to all….

Hunger Pangs At the Motor City Casino

The coins simply weren’t dropping at the Motor City Casino last Sunday.  We decided to have dinner at the Motor Casino Assembly Line (buffet) where they have this awesome buffet.  While standing in line, we were entertained by a gentleman that obviously spent a lot of time there.  He mentioned that the slots weren’t paying out lately so he dines at the MC Assembly Line buffet and heads back over to the MGM to do his business.

Last year, the husband and I ate at the Assembly Line buffet and this year we compared our likes and dislikes between the two visits, and we gotta say that last year was much better.  If you love oysters, it’s the place to go.  The prime rib was to die for.  We can’t really complain about the food or the service.  Our dis-like was centered around the lack of options.  Now, if you’re talking about desserts… there were more than plenty and this was the 2nd time I said that I could spend my time just having desserts and screw the meal.  Tip:  if you love a good cannoli… don’t eat them here.  The more you leave for me, the merrier I’ll be.  Be warned however, they are not as creamy as you might hope for; a little more ricotta in the recipe does the trick.

Onward…. we walked through the casino and I could not believe my ears.  I spent a lot of time in Tahoe and Reno casinos and vowed not to spend a lot of time in the Detroit casinos for a long while (at least until the casinos recouped enough to repay some of their start up debts).  I don’t understand the attraction to sitting in front of a slot machine for hours in an environment that is so quiet you can hear a single quarter drop.  I’d be outta there so fast the wheels would spin on their own.  Even the non-smokers room of slots was quiet.  What about that?  Non-smoking slot machine room but no blackjack or card tables.  I have to admit it was a breath of fresh air regardless.  On a day like last Sunday, I’d vote for the cards and craps before I’d promote a slot machine.  No, we didn’t lay our money down.  Instead, we took a walk through with a full tummy and hit the road before the night life kicked in.

So that said, an interesting article popped up today, written on May 21. “Wings Reportedly Move Forward On New Arena.”

If you’re not familiar, the Motor City Casino is owned by Olympia Entertainment, a company owned by Mrs. Ilitch; part of the Ilitch Holdings conglomerate including the Joe Louis arena and the Red Wings.  😉

Do the math and if you want to support the build out of the new Joe, go to the Motor City Casino; choose a slot machine to feed, and play until your heart is content.  Preferably in the non-smoking room.  Personally, I’ll wait and pay to see a game at the new Joe.  Less of a risk getting the biggest bang for my buck.


Happy Birthday Dad

Yeah, so it was yesterday and I didn’t forget. Every year I think about you on your birthday, the holidays, and when I need you and miss you.

“Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow your love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is discord, union.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console,
to be understood, as to understand, to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive, it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.”

Mother’s Day Thoughts

I use to be a mother.  Then, everyone including my lovebird, a faithful companion, left me … empty-nested.  Kids in college, and my little lovie bird recently passed away.  A lonely day today, except for my one constant and forever companion, my loving husband.  Love you and thank you for coffee this morning.

Red Flag Diary ~ Entry 1

She phoned a couple of months ago to make an appointment for assistance to file an application for her son; the deadline past.  “If you can get the needed information together, we can still assist you.  However, you should know that the application is already late.”

Two weeks later, she called again.  “I have to get this done and I just don’t have the time to do it.”  “Do you have the information gathered up that is needed to prepare the application?”  “Well, what kind of information do you need?”  List of information is relayed (again) and appointment is set to meet and complete the application.

Appointment day:  She telephones to say something important came up with her son and she is unable to make the appointment.  I wait to hear from her again.

Another week passes and she pushes to get a new appointment.  Excuses why she hasn’t been in touch may be legitimate but I am swamped with other work and appointments.  I tell her when I am available.  Not good enough for her when you hear her say she’s feeling ‘stiffed.’  Hello?

Because the next available slot doesn’t work with her own schedule (which she obviously isn’t flexible with), she rants about how she knows nothing about filling out the application; doesn’t understand it; doesn’t want to understand it; doesn’t want to do it; she works long hours; her husband passed and use to do everything; she asks when she’s suppose to have time for this application (which means a lot of money for her son); and on and on.

What I want to say but cannot is, “Your husband has been gone for how long???!  And you cannot make time for your child, AND his financial well being??!  Just because your husband use to do everything doesn’t mean you can’t pick up where he left off.  No matter how long and hard you work, you can find time for your child if you really want to and want this for him.”

Needless to say, she is late for the new appointment.  Calls to ask if she can push the appt to a later time in the same day.  Ignores the fact that I already have appointments lined up for the day, which means I’d have to shuffle and possibly loose work that day if some of the appointments cannot be rescheduled.  Why should she care?  The world revolves around her and her drama.

She is 15 mins late for the rescheduled appointment.  My work is shuffled and pushed to later times and days.  She sits in a chair, opens a folder, pulls out a cell phone and proceeds to text message business affairs.  Hello?  I am here, are you?

I’m filling out the application.  She doesn’t have enough of the information gathered.  She calls her son for answers; and while I continue to complete the long ass application, she falls asleep in the chair after coughing and sneezing up a storm without covering her mouth. 

I can go no further with the application until the rest of the information is at hand.  I advise she gather the rest from her son and call me the next day to wrap it up.

Next day… no call.
The day after that…. no call.
Day 3…. call at 4pm (business hours end at 4:30).  She’s panicked and needs to finish the application.  “Do you have the rest of the information?”  “No. What do you need yet?”

RED FLAG:  This is a person that thrives in crisis mode surrounded with drama, or visa versa.  Either way, it’s the same thing.  They like to keep people hopping at the 5 o’clock bell and because they work late, they think everyone else does or should.  You want to help but this consistently disrespectful behavior makes it very difficult to feel ok going out of your way.  Ask yourself how valuable your time is to this type of person and you’ll quickly realize that it isn’t any more valuable when they want it, nor when you can do it.  Chances are they will find a reason not to pay you for the work that you bent over backwards to ‘fit in’ to accomodate their schedule; or they will demand a reduced rate.  Because they tend to be disorganized, highly critical of others, self centered (no time for anyone or anything but work); and create drama, and crisis follows them, it is best to back away if you are not in a position to make the executive decision to cancel their ass from your lineup of work.

When you say “no,” they will manipulate and provoke.  What part of “no” do they not understand?  Any of it.  It is a form of addiction in need of behavioral modification, crisis management and organizational skills.

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