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Thursday, March 31, 2005

It's Over
Terri Schiavo is dead at 41. Her legal husband acted like a fucker at the end. Her family pleaded with him to allow them to be with her, at the time of death, and he had them removed by police 10 minutes before.

He could have tried to make peace with the family or at least not have been cruel. He went with cruel.

Rest in peace, Terri. You are free now.
Posted by Rosemary on 03.31.2005. 9 Comments 4 Trackbacks

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Women Are Clever
A married couple is driving along a highway doing a steady 40 miles per hour. The wife is behind the wheel. Her husband suddenly looks across at her and speaks in a clear voice. "I know we've been married for twenty years, but I want a divorce."

The wife says nothing, keeps looking at the road ahead but slowly increases her speed to 45mph. The husband speaks again. "I don't want you to try and talk me out of it," he says, "because I've been having an affair with your best friend, and she's a far better lover than you are."

Again the wife stays quiet, but grips the steering wheel more tightly and slowly increases the speed to 55. He pushes his luck. "I want the house," he says insistently. Up to 60. "I want the car, too," he continues. 65 mph. "And," he says, "I'll have the bank accounts, all the credit cards and the boat!"

The car slowly starts veering towards a massive concrete bridge. This makes him nervous, so he asks her, "Isn't there anything you want?"

The wife at last replies in a quiet and controlled voice. "No, I've got everything I need," she says. "Oh, really," he inquires, "so what have you got?"

Just before they slam into the wall at 65 mph, the wife turns to him and smiles. "The airbag."
Posted by Rosemary on 03.30.2005. 3 Comments 4 Trackbacks

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Johnnie Cochran Dies at 67
Johnnie Cochran died of a brain tumor today.
Posted by Rosemary on 03.29.2005. 0 Comments 2 Trackbacks
The Shiavo Divide


Cox and Forkum weigh in.

Here is more from Donald Sensing and here:
"I don't agree with those who say the new bill is unconstitutional, since the Constitution specifies that the Congress sets the jurisdiction of the federal courts. The newly-born advocates of states' rights are transparently insincere since they're several decades too late raising their voices.

But I am uneasy about the Congress's and the president's action. I don't know enough about Terri's condition to evaluate whether she is beyond hope of recovery, but presumably her doctors and the courts have weighed all the information. They're not infallible by any means, but they are also "the only game in town" to make an evaluation. There is no independent corroboration that Terri would want to be disconnected, as husband Michael Schiavo asserts. And Mr. Schiavo is no admirable character here";
as James Taranto wrote, it is

... unreasonable to let Mr. Schiavo have it both ways. If he wishes to assert his marital authority to do his wife in, the least society can expect in return is that he refrain from making a mockery of his marital obligations. The grimmest irony in this tragic case is that those who want Terri Schiavo dead are resting their argument on the fiction that her marriage is still alive.


Exactly. That is exactly where I'm coming from as well as many others.

A little more from Glenn Reynolds:
I'm quite astonished to hear people who call themselves conservatives arguing, in effect, that Congress and the federal courts have a free-ranging charter to correct any injustice, anywhere, regardless of the Constitution.


Okay, point taken. I concede defeat and I will stop trying, in vain, to defend the lawmakers. They were wrong, I am wrong for trying to justify it. (I just hate it when that happens)
Posted by Rosemary on 03.29.2005. 1 Comments 3 Trackbacks
Remember Your Childhood?
Jacob was calling Draco, trying to get the babe's attention, and it sounded like he was singing Draco's name. I had an instant flashback to my childhood and I started to wonder.

When you went to your friend's house, did you call them out**? or Knock on the door?

Is calling someone out an old Midwest tradition? The kids don't do it here anymore, I miss hearing it.


** calling someone out is a process of going to someone's door and singing their name until they answer?

To me it sounded like: Roooooo - sieeeeeeeeeee!, Roooooo - sieeeeeeeeeee!
Jacob calling his brother sounded similar: Draaaaaaaa - Cooooooooo! Draaaaaa - Cooooooo!
Posted by Rosemary on 03.29.2005. 4 Comments 2 Trackbacks

Monday, March 28, 2005

Great Idea!
Here is a must have product for every computer owner.


Via: Alice, 'Lil Sis Of All Evil
Posted by Rosemary on 03.28.2005. 2 Comments 2 Trackbacks
Will Gov Bush Defy The Courts, Just Like Clinton and Reno Did?
Remember this?



The Executive branch (Clinton and Reno) of the Federal government stomped all over the State of Florida and defied the Court of Appeals to snatch little Elian.
If a state court had been allowed to hear the custody case, INS officials would not have been able to testify as to what Mr. Gonzalez told them to support his claim because it would have been hearsay. He would have had to come to the U.S. to testify on his own, subject to cross-examination. Even if the state court had granted him custody, it would have had to decide whether it was in the child's best interest to be returned to Cuba.

That's what Judge Rosa Rodriguez of Florida Family Court, complying with the original INS ruling, tried to do when she ruled in early January 2000 that her court had jurisdiction over the boy and gave Elian's great-uncle legal authority to represent him. Her order contravened an INS ruling that only Elian's father could speak for the boy and that he should be immediately returned to Cuba. Attorney General Janet Reno than promptly declared that Judge Rodriguez's ruling had "no force or effect." At the same time, INS officials assured reporters that under no circumstances did they intend to seize Elian by force.

The stalemate continued for another three months. On Thursday, April 20, the 11th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals--the same court that rejected the pleas of Terri Schiavo's parents last week--turned down the Justice Department's request to order Elian removed from the home of his Miami relatives. Moreover, the court expressed serious doubts about the Justice Department's reading of both the law and its own regulations, adding that Elian had made a "substantial case on the merits" of his claim. It further established a record that Elain, "although a young child, has expressed a wish that he not be returned to Cuba."

The Reno Justice Department acted the next day to short-circuit a legal process that was clearly going against it. On Good Friday evening, after all courts had closed for the day, the department obtained a "search" warrant from a night-duty magistrate who was not familiar with the case, submitting a supporting affidavit that seriously distorted the facts. Armed with that dubious warrant, the INS's helmeted officers, assault rifles at the ready, burst into the home of Elian's relatives and snatched the screaming boy from a bedroom closet. Many local bystanders were tear-gassed even though they did nothing to block the raid. Elian was quickly returned to Cuba; because he was never able to meet with his lawyers a scheduled May 11 asylum hearing on his case in Atlanta became moot.


Yes, there are differences in the cases but one thing is for certain. The people that are, right now, screaming about the government intervention in this private family matter (Adam, Don, and many others), are the same people that I guarantee cheered when the Feds busted down the doors with guns blazing to snatch a 6 year old back to Cuba, defying court orders and State rulings.

I guess everyone's a hypocrite sometime, eh?

Thanks Dean!
Posted by Rosemary on 03.28.2005. 22 Comments 9 Trackbacks

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Happy Easter!
Taking the day off to celebrate the Resurrection with family. Have a good holiday everyone.
Posted by Rosemary on 03.27.2005. 0 Comments 2 Trackbacks

Friday, March 25, 2005

Even More on Terri Schiavo (Jerry K)
Adam, from the comments, provided another interesting link to Captain Normal's debunking of myths with the Schiavo case. While reviewing the Captain's page I saw a picture of Terri's CT scan. I thought it was junk, so I did what most everybody would do: I Googled it. While Googling I found an interesting write-up on the CT scan from
Code Blue Blogs. It directly refutes peoples assertions that the cortex is dead. I won't pretend to know all what the Doctor there was saying but its a very very interesting read. The fact that he is displaying a 2004 weblog award and a Medical Blog award tells me the doc must know his stuff. Go check it out.

(Hey Queen, teach me how to do trackbacks so I can link things proper.. Thanks)

Posted by Jerry Kondraciuk on 03.25.2005. 14 Comments 5 Trackbacks

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Why??
Why did no one ever tell me about the ecstasy contained inside a pint of Ben & Jerry's Phish Food?

Why???
Posted by Rosemary on 03.23.2005. 10 Comments 53 Trackbacks
More On Terri Schiavo
Adam, from our comments, gave a really important URL.
The allegation that Michael Schiavo ,"refused to allow Terri any therapy" is a lie. It's clear that they tried whatever they thought would help, for years, until it became clear that nothing would.
Here are some things to add to the timeline:
March 5, 1991. As Terri’s guardian, Michael Schiavo denied her family access to Terri’s records, the results of which were not made available until November, 2002. This scan indicated numerous broken bones in various stages of healing, including compressions fractures, a broken back, pelvis, ankle, bone bruises and ossifications.

Board certified radiologist Dr. Walker read the scan in 1991 and interpreted the results as abnormal, which he attributed to either an accident or earlier trauma. Based on the remodeling process of her bones, Dr. Walker stated in his deposition that a) the injuries indicated by the scan occurred on or around the time that Terri Schiavo collapsed; b) the abnormalities on the bone scan were not typical of someone suffering cardiac arrest and collapsing to the floor, and c) the fractures indicated by the bone scan are not typical of patients bedridden only thirteen months. As recorded in Dr. Walker’s November 21, 2003 deposition, Terri might have been the victim of foul play via a blow to her body, being thrown into a sharp furniture corner, or assaulted with a blunt object.
On October 24, 2003, renowned forensic pathologist Dr. Michael Baden disclosed that with low potassium and no elevated enzymes, it would be extremely rare for a young woman to collapse as Terri did from a heart attack. When asked what the bone injuries suggest to him, Dr. Baden replied, “Some kind of trauma. The trauma can be from a fall, or the trauma can be from some kind of beating that she obtained from somebody somewhere. It’s something that should have been investigated in 1991 when these findings were found.”


With all that known, why is Michael Schiavo insisting that "his wife" be immediately cremated and no autopsy? Doesn't he want to know what happened to his wife?

One more question about Michael. When did he find his new woman? Perhaps 8 years after Terri's disability, right around the time he "remembered" her desire not to be on life support?

It is all too suspicious to be so loving, ya know? Either that or I watch way too much Law and Order and CSI. I love a good mystery but these are real people. Michael could be a monster or he could be a guy that is getting smeared in a really ugly way. Terri could be getting her wishes fulfilled by her loving husband or she could be getting murdered and cremated by a monster that wants to get away with something evil. This situation is so sad and scary and very, very real.

I also don't find this a partisan issue. I've heard many prominent liberals speak out in favor of keeping Terri alive. This is a slippery slope issue. None of us want to be Terri and we are scared that we could be one day. What then?

LIVING WILLS. Get one, please.

**Update**

I don't need to hate Michael Schiavo to see the horror of this situation or to understand her parents point of view. I'm a mother AND a wife. This situation is a horror from both ends and neither party has to be evil for a disagreement to happen.
Posted by Rosemary on 03.23.2005. 40 Comments 3 Trackbacks

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Moment of Zen
Today's nap time. He needs a bath.


Clean Baby!


Posted by Rosemary on 03.22.2005. 2 Comments 6 Trackbacks
Could I Pull The Plug?
In keeping with the story of the week, Terri Schiavo, I have some personal thoughts to add.

I was asked the following question:
What if it was your spouse, and they had told you they didn't want to be kept alive this way? What would you do to make sure their wishes were carried out?

"This way" could mean an awful lot. Dean and I have had this conversation because we both, at different times, underwent some pretty risky surgery. Neither of us want to be kept alive by artificial means if our brains are gone. I thought I knew what he meant by that and I hope that he knows what I mean. But this case has really muddied everything.

If Dean had stroke and was, like Schiavo, needing only a feeding tube to be kept alive. I'd keep him alive. I'd probably have him at home and care for him there with the help of a part-time nurse or something. I'd get him therapy and whatever he needed to improve the quality of his life, if it was at all possible. I would never pull the feeding tube and risk causing him pain by starvation or dehydration. Dean would have to be very, very clear that he would not want to live as a menatlly impaired person. To me, "that way" means BRAIN DEAD. No function other than what the machines do to keep you alive. Dean would have to give me all possible senarios because I wouldn't treat Dean worse than we did our dog. I would never have starved the dog, we put him down humanely.

If my husband told me that he wouldn't want to live if he were mentally impaired, in a vegatative state or whatever and the only way to keep my promise was to starve him, I'd find another way. Where is Jack Kevorkian when you need him?

If Dean were clear, I would do everything in my power to see his wishes fulfilled but not before I exhausted every method of helping cure or improve his condition first because I love him. I would always rather err on the side of life first.
Posted by Rosemary on 03.22.2005. 27 Comments 3 Trackbacks

Monday, March 21, 2005

Why Bush Won and Kerry Didn't
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Well, here are 64,000 words explaining Bush's appeal. Kerry really does look like a dork. Seriously, click the above link. It is so worth it!

'Nuff said.


HT: Puppy Boogers
Posted by Rosemary on 03.21.2005. 9 Comments 2 Trackbacks
Terri Schiavo (Jerry K)
I'll be honest, I haven't really paid too close attention to this case until recently. I heard about the actions by Congress and the President, so I thought it must be big, so I caught up to date on it. I read the timeline on Terri's parents site. After reading the timeline I had tears in my eyes. I believe that there is no choice in the matter. They should do whatever they can to keep her alive. Taking the feeding tube away is cruel and inhumane.

If the QOAE or lil sis of QOAE decided not to feed their newborn sons, they'd both be jailed for murder. So tell me how is that different than taking a feeding tube away from an adult who can't reattach it? Right now, both my nephews have to rely on their mothers to bring them food. They aren't old/strong enough to get it on there own. At this point we don't know if Terri could or would reattach it. All we have to go on is a husband who swears that she wants to die, meanwhile he has two children with another woman while he is trying to get Terri to die. Why? It appears that he wants to move on with his life, Terri's parents are ready to take on the responsibility. Why does he want her dead? Could it be the money that she has from past settlements?

God forbid this would ever happen to someone in my family, but I strongly feel that it should be up to the blood relatives and NOT the spouse. Especially if there is no prewritten will. As much as people believe there is a bond between a husband and wife, nothing comes close to the bond of a blood relative. Lets say, I get bashed in the head and I'm in a PVS. Because I'm a slacker, I probably didn't write a will. However, I do have a juicy life insurance policy. That puts my wife in one hell of a spot. Let me die and live on easy street with my daughter or let me live and hope some day I come through. The ultimate decision of my life or death shouldn't be up to her alone. My blood relatives should have a say in it.

This is why I think something is seriously wrong with Michael Schiavo. He swears up and down that Terri wants to die, yet his ex-girlfriend says he is lying. When it came time for her to testify in court, she backed off for fear of what Michael would do to her. Which leads me to believe he has something to hide. Instead of moving on with his life, he needs to make sure the one person that can incriminate him is dead.
Posted by Jerry Kondraciuk on 03.21.2005. 17 Comments 4 Trackbacks

Sunday, March 20, 2005

Ooooh, Look At My Muffin!
This is my nephew Aidan. He is 7 days older than Draco and in this picture he is the spitting image of his Momma, my sister Al, when she was a baby.


Isn't he a little doll?
Posted by Rosemary on 03.20.2005. 3 Comments 7 Trackbacks
Palm Sunday
Today is Palm Sunday or Passion Sunday, the fifth Sunday of Lent. Yesterday, I went to my Mom's and we watched The Passion of The Christ. Great movie. Did I think it was too violent? No, because I don't believe that 2000 years ago, in the Middle East, the Roman overlords were too concerned about hurting someone. Hell, in this day and age we are more enlightened and look at what goes on in the Middle East. I also believe that it put in vivid perspective what it means that Jesus suffered and died for us. It was hard to watch but I think that Gibson really did a great job relaying the love Jesus showed for humanity. This is my belief and I realize that many people don't believe but I do.

I think that this was an important movie for believers to see and I let Jake watch it. I did make him leave the room during the most painful part. Jake likes scary movies and he has seen some pretty gory ones. He's okay with scary movies because he knows that they aren't real or even a depiction of reality, Bride of Chucky anyone. This movie is, to us and our faith, a depiction of reality and that would have been too hard on him. He is too young to see that type of reality and he doesn't need it to believe. For Jake, seeing Jesus die on the cross and rise again was enough. Perhaps it is enough for most people but there are some that don't think what he did was a big deal.

Anyway, I'm preparing to take the boys to Church, with my Mom, where we will be reading the Passion and preparing for Holy week.

What's on your plate today?
Posted by Rosemary on 03.20.2005. 3 Comments 3 Trackbacks

Friday, March 18, 2005

Redneck Weekend
It's redneck weekend on Comedy Central. I've been laughing my ass off since 8:30 this evening. Ron "Tater Salad" White is so funny, you'd better empty your bladder before watching him.

I'll be spending my evenings watching Foxworthy and gang tomorrow night and Sunday. 'Course, I'll have to Tivo it Sunday because my favorite shows all air on Sunday. My favorite shows are Deadwood, Desperate Housewives, Boston Legal and The L Word.

I tape all of it and watch it overnight while nursing the baby. When did Sunday become the best T.V. night? When I was a kid it was Friday.
Posted by Rosemary on 03.18.2005. 5 Comments 6 Trackbacks

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Aarrrrrrrrrrgh!
Where's me spinach?




Posted by Rosemary on 03.17.2005. 6 Comments 5 Trackbacks
The Longevity Game
Take this test to see how long you are estimated to live.

My longevity is 91 years. Pretty darned excited about that!

How long will you live?
Posted by Rosemary on 03.17.2005. 6 Comments 27 Trackbacks
Why It Is Important To Pay Attention...
First-year students at Med School were receiving their first anatomy class with a real dead human body They all gathered around the surgery table with the body covered with a white sheet.

The professor started the class by telling them, "In medicine, it is necessary to have 2 important qualities as a doctor. The first is that you not be disgusted by anything involving the human body."

For an example, the Professor pulled back the sheet, stuck his finger in the butt of the corpse, withdrew it and stuck his finger in his mouth.

"Go ahead and do the same thing," he told his students. The students freaked out, hesitated for several minutes, but eventually took turns sticking a finger in the butt of the dead body and sucking on it.

When everyone had finished, the Professor looked at them and told them, "The second most important quality is observation. I stuck in my middle finger and sucked on my index finger. Now learn to pay attention!"
Posted by Rosemary on 03.17.2005. 2 Comments 2 Trackbacks
Hey John Kerry.. (Jerry K)
Read my lips:

GO AWAY!



Nobody cares about you anymore.

You think because you have 260,000 sign your roll call petition, you still matter?

Get a freaking clue. 95% of the people who signed the roll call hate Bush rather than give a crap about some wildlife refuge that no one outside Alaska has heard about until it was suggested that we drill for oil there.

Do us a favor, close down your website and just be the lifelong senator you are destined to be.
Posted by Jerry Kondraciuk on 03.17.2005. 3 Comments 7 Trackbacks
O.J. Jury Makes A Comeback
Robert Blake Not Guilty.

Wow. I'm stunned. I guess fame allows you to be able to kill your wife without consequences. Perhaps, Scott Peterson should have thought of that sooner, eh?

So last night, I told Dean that I will never move to California with him - he's a little too famous with that blog business. Hey, ya never know, I have a unique ability to anger people beyond reason. It's a gift, really.

Yes, if we ever move out of Michigan, we'll go to Texas. I feel that Texas has the better deterrent. They'll put that needle in your arm without too much quibble.

Texas, where the wife of famous men can feel safe!

Posted by Rosemary on 03.17.2005. 4 Comments 4 Trackbacks

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Death Penalty Upheld (Jerry K)
A judge today upheld the Death Penalty recommendation for that jackass Scott Peterson.

Big freaking deal. I'm all for the death penalty, but I'm tired of all the appeals processing associated with it. Scott Peterson is guilty, he deserves to pay with his life. Tomorrow. Get the Supreme Court of California to hold a special hearing and get this over with. That won't happen and its sad. The defence has a chance to build a case and get it heard by the Supreme Court, but the whole process could take years. Meanwhile, a murdering scum sits in a cell "on death row" for YEARS longer than he should. Death row inmates have a better chance of dying of old age or some other complication than actually being executed.

The appeals process needs to change. It needs to be faster. There are currently 600 people on death row in California and only 10 have been executed since 1978.
Thats about a 2% execution rate. All the while, these murderous fucks sit in 8 x 10 single cells away from the general population of criminals. I say let the "death row" guys mix with the rest of the population. I guarantee the number on death row would begin to decrease as the general prison population begins to purge the really bad people..
Posted by Jerry Kondraciuk on 03.16.2005. 2 Comments 1 Trackbacks

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

FYI
I'm posting later in the day because that is when Draco gives me time! I posted a couple of goodies last night. Read on...
Posted by Rosemary on 03.15.2005. 0 Comments 5 Trackbacks

Monday, March 14, 2005

More Liberal Wisdom
Ara is a Republican's dream. So much ammo to play with.

Ara said:
"I don't have a problem with seeing things in black and white," I said. "I have a problem with Bush seeing black and saying it's white and seeing white and saying it's black."

"So when Bush tells my peers that we have nothing to worry about, I automatically reach for my wallet."


That was a gem. Honestly, the Liberals really do have it easier than us Republicans. When a Democrat tells me that I have nothing to worry about I clench my butt cheeks so hard, I could turn a lump of coal into a diamond.

How about you?
Posted by Rosemary on 03.14.2005. 3 Comments 23 Trackbacks
A Plan Liberals Can Agree With
Ara states plainly:
"The Democrats have an alternative plan

It's called Social Security.

Our plan is that we want to keep it, as opposed to the Republicans' plan, which is to phase it out.

Any questions?"


Couple of points.

1. I told you the Democrats haven't had a new idea since the New Deal.

2. A plan is an action not a desire. I want a million dollars but I currently have no viable plan to get it, much like the Democrats and Social Security...

3. What's your freakin' plan, man? Are you gonna outlaw abortion, so you have some workers to pay for it?

Any Answers?
Posted by Rosemary on 03.14.2005. 2 Comments 2 Trackbacks

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Draco's Baptism Pictures
The Godfather, my brother Adam.


The Godmother, my oldest and dearest friend Carol


QOAE with the Godparents



The Ceremony



Grandma with Draco and the Godparents


The Brothers
Posted by Rosemary on 03.13.2005. 8 Comments 2 Trackbacks
Draco's Baptism
Blogging will be very light today, Draco is being baptized this afternoon. I plan to take lots of pictures, so expect some photo blogging either tonight or tomorrow.

Have a great Sunday!
Posted by Rosemary on 03.13.2005. 2 Comments 1 Trackbacks

Saturday, March 12, 2005

You Say It's Your Birthday...
My Best Blog Buddy Is Having A Birthday!!!

Go leave some nice comments at her comment party. (or I'll kick your ass)

Beth is the most wonderful person I've ever met. I wish she didn't live in stinky Kansas. She should live here, near me! As a matter of fact, everyone should live near me...
Posted by Rosemary on 03.12.2005. 1 Comments 1 Trackbacks

Friday, March 11, 2005

Tommy Chong On Bongs
"I'd like to give you some advice if you're going to sell bongs: Don't put your face on them," Chong said. "I had no defense. 'That's my bong, yes.' ... Us stoners, we're stupid."

Got that? If you plan to sell bongs, don't have your face put on them. Also, if you smoke pot and pre-roll your joints: don't use monogramed paper.


Coming soon: Cheech and Chong Reunion movie: Grumpy Old Stoners
Posted by Rosemary on 03.11.2005. 8 Comments 0 Trackbacks

Thursday, March 10, 2005

American Idol
Am I the only one who thinks almost all the chicks (except one or two) are lame on this year's American Idol? Almost all the guys are better this year--and boy is Bo hot!
Posted by Rosemary on 03.10.2005. 3 Comments 4 Trackbacks

Wednesday, March 9, 2005

The Commonly Confused Words Test
Via Ara, who, I basically tied except for that expert part, heh and Hal, who, I ground to a fine liberal paste with my score!

Take this test and see how well you do.

I'm an English Genius:
You scored 100% Beginner, 93% Intermediate, 93% Advanced, and 94% Expert!
You did so extremely well, even I can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go!
Posted by Rosemary on 03.09.2005. 7 Comments 2 Trackbacks

Tuesday, March 8, 2005

I'll Bet That Stings A Little!


The Professor has lots of details. Dean adds his $.02.

I'll just say this: Mwahahahahahhahahahahahhhahahahhahaahhahahahahhaahha

They don't call us righties for nothin'. Of course, the Dems should be wrongies instead of lefties but that is something we can work on.
Posted by Rosemary on 03.08.2005. 11 Comments 6 Trackbacks
The New Suffragettes


That's right folks. Kuwait's women are on the march!!! Kuwait's cabinet called for the lawmakers to hurry up with the voting rights for women already.

It may be crazy but it looks like democracy is on the march in the Middle East. Who'd a thunk it? (except for BushCo, Rove and us evil, mindless Neo-Con thugs)


HT: Publis Pundit
Posted by Rosemary on 03.08.2005. 5 Comments 3 Trackbacks
Any Suggestions?
Draco is being Christened this Sunday. We will be having a little reception at our house after the event. My Mom and I have prepared a menu for buffet but I feel like I need another meat or something. So I'm looking for suggestions.

We will be serving:
1. Glazed ham
2. Stuffed Kluski topped with bacon and onions - (Polish style potato dumpling filled with meat) They are the size of the palm of your hand. I can't eat more than one.
3. Baked Ziti
4. Scalloped potatoes
5. Broccoli with cheese sauce
6. Relish tray (variety of olives, pickles and peppers)
7. Rolls
8. Dessert tray (variety of baked goods like strudels, cookies and cakes)

Also, I will have chips and dips, pretzels, etc...

What am I missing? Or does that look like it is enough?
Posted by Rosemary on 03.08.2005. 14 Comments 2 Trackbacks

Monday, March 7, 2005

Evil Neo-Con Democrats
Wow, look out, New Mexico Governor Bill Richardson (D) looks like he's one of those Neo-Con bastards!

Hey my lefty-lib pals, you should have this guy killed. He actually thinks maybe Amerikkka isn't evil and that spreading democracy is a good idea! And he doesn't even say stupid bullshit like "we screwed the pooch!" Damn! Could we see a Hillary/Richardson ticket in '08?? Stop the madness, JUST SAY NO!
Posted by Rosemary on 03.07.2005. 5 Comments 3 Trackbacks

Saturday, March 5, 2005

Got Any Good Jokes?
Bill Clinton started jogging near his new home in Chappaqua, but on each run, he happened to jog past a hot looking hooker standing on the same street corner, day after day. With some apprehension he would brace himself as he approached her for what was most certainly to follow.

"Fifty dollars!" she would shout from the curb.

"No. Five dollars!" fired back Clinton.

This ritual between Bill and the hooker continued for days. He'd run by and she'd yell, "Fifty dollars!" And he'd yell back, "Five dollars!"

One day however, Hillary decided that she wanted to accompany her husband on his jog. As the jogging couple neared the problematic street corner, Bill realized the "pro" would bark her $50 offer and Hillary would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He realized he should have a darn good explanation for the junior Senator.

As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Bill became even more apprehensive than usual. Sure enough, there was the hooker.

Bill tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past. Then, from the sidewalk, the hooker yelled, "See what you get for five bucks?"
Posted by Rosemary on 03.05.2005. 7 Comments 2 Trackbacks

Friday, March 4, 2005

The Rock Was Too Cool
The Rock played a gay bodyguard and aspiring actor in Be Cool and he was awesome. He made the film for me along with OutKast's Andre 3000 as Dabu. The movie was fun and even though the reviews aren't great, I wasn't disappointed.

I give it two snaps up in the circle formation!
Posted by Rosemary on 03.04.2005. 2 Comments 6 Trackbacks
Be Cool
We're going to go see Be Cool tonight, the sequel to Get Shorty.

What are you guys up to?
Posted by Rosemary on 03.04.2005. 1 Comments 6 Trackbacks

Thursday, March 3, 2005

Letter From An Arab Jail
Hey go read this Letter from an Arab jail and then go SIGN THIS PETITION??

(Via Dean.)
Posted by Rosemary on 03.03.2005. 2 Comments 2 Trackbacks
Freeing the Disenfranchised!

Marc Cooper, a journalist from Los Angeles says:


Sampling the dinner parties, salons, book events, and fundraisers on the liberalish West Side of Los Angeles over the past few years has been its own sort of nightmare, thank you very much. It features the liberal left as the new incarnation of the John Birch Society, the black-clad beneficiaries of studio residuals and university tenure—often banking family salaries deep into six figures (or much, much more), their offspring booked into $20,000-a-year prep schools—as the last-standing defenders of enlightenment and democracy. At one liberal party last year, in a sprawling Sunset Boulevard mansion bedecked with statues and gold leaf, where Aaron Sorkin and Rob Reiner clinked glasses with Laurie and Larry David, the Chanel-clad hostess (a very wealthy industrialist) mounted her staircase and, speaking to the all-Democratic crowd, vowed to dedicate her energies to fighting George W. Bush. To thunderous applause she announced, "We are tired of being disenfranchised!"


There's more. Damn. Read The Whole Thing.


I think you libs need to listen to this Lakoff guy that Cooper talks about. He'll set you all straight to the path to victory..... not! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!


(By the way, I love Larry David. Too bad he's so stupidmuch smarter than we Bush-voting thralls!)

Posted by Rosemary on 03.03.2005. 2 Comments 1 Trackbacks

Wednesday, March 2, 2005

Hot Wax
This is allegedly a true story, and if it's not, it should be. As Beth told the story...
All methods have tricked me with their promises of easy, painless removal - the Epilady, the standard razor, the scissors, the Nair, the EpilStop, and now The Wax. My night began as any other normal weekday night. I came home from work, fixed dinner for my son and we played for a while. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next couple hours: maybe I should use that wax in my medicine cabinet.

I set my boy up with a video and head to the site of my demise, um, I mean bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the clear strips in your hand, peel them apart, press it on your leg (or wherever) and ignore the frantically rising crescendo of string instruments in the background. No muss, no fuss. How hard can this be?

I mean, I'm not the girly-est of girls but I'm mechanically inclined so maybe I can figure out how this works. You'd think. So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each other, stuck together. I'm supposed to rub it in my hand to warm and soften the wax (I'm guessing). I go one better: I pull out the hair dryer and heat the SOB to ten thousand degrees. Cold wax, my ass. (Oh, how that phrase will come back to haunt me.) I lay the strip across my thigh. I hold the skin around it and pull. OK, so it wasn't the best feeling in the world, but it wasn't bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me!

I am Sheera, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire! With my next wax strip, I move north. After checking on the boy and verifying that he was, in fact, becoming one with Bear and learning all about smells, I sneak into the bathroom for The Ultimate Hair Fighting Championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I then apply the wax strip across the right side on my bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching up into the inside of the right butt cheek. (Yeah, it was a long strip.) I inhale deeply. I brace myself.

RRRIIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind! Blind from the pain!

Vision returning. Oh crud. I've managed to pull off half an inch of the strip. Another deep breath. And RIIIP! Everything is swirly and tie-dyed. Do I hear crashing drums? OK, coming back to normal again. I want to see my trophy - my wax covered pelt that caused me so much agony. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair.

I hold the wax strip like an Olympic gold medalist. But why is there no hair on it? Why is the wax mostly gone? Where could the wax go, if not on the strip? Slowly, I eased my head down, my foot still perched on the toilet. I see hair - the hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I feel. I am touching wax. I look to the ceiling and silently shout "nooooooo!!" And realize I have just begun living my own personal version of "The Tar Baby." I peel my fingers off the softest, most sensitive part of my body that is now covered in cold wax and matted hair, and make the next big mistake - up until this point, you'll remember, I've had my foot on the toilet. I know I need to move, to do something. So I put my foot down on the floor. And then I hear the slamming of the cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut. Butt? Sealed shut.

A little voice in my head says "I hope you don't have to poop anytime soon. Your head just might pop off." I penguin-walk around the bathroom trying desperately to figure out what I should do next. Hot water! Hot water melts wax! I'll run the hottest water I can stand and get in - the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it away, right? Wrong. I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than is used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment. And I sit.
Now the only thing worse than having your goodies glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of a tub. In scalding hot water, which, by the way, does not melt the cold wax. So now I'm stuck to the tub.

I call my friend, C, because she once dropped out of beauty school so surely she has some secret knowledge or trick to get wax off skin. It's never good to start a conversation with "So my butt and vagina are stuck to the tub." She doesn't have a trick. She does her best to suppress laughter. She wants to know exactly where the wax is on the butt. "Are we talking cheek or hole, here?" she asks. She isn't even trying to hide the giggles now. I give her the run-down of the entire night. She tells me to call the number on the side of the box. but to have a good cover story for where the wax actually is. "You know that if we were working the help line at XX Wax Co. and somebody called with their entire crack sealed shut we'd just put them on hold then record the conversation for everyone we know. You're going to end up on a radio show or the internet if you tell them the truth." While we go through various solutions, I have resorted to scraping the wax off with a razor. Boy, nothing feels better to the girly goodies than covering them in wax, sticking them to a tub in super hot water and THEN dry shaving the sticky wax off!

In the middle of the conversation (which has inexplicably turned to other subjects!) I find the little, beautiful saving grace that is the lotion provided with wax to remove the excess. I rub some in and start screaming "It's working! It's working!" I get hearty congratulations from C and we hang up. I successfully remove all the wax and notice, to my dismay, that the hair is still there. So I shaved the damned stuff off. Heck, I was numb by that point anyway. And then I put the< box of wax back in my medicine cabinet. Never know when a moustache might start to come in.

Tonight, I attempt hair dying.

Via My Hubby
Posted by Rosemary on 03.02.2005. 4 Comments 3 Trackbacks

Tuesday, March 1, 2005

Where I've Been...
Via: Beth

You should bold the states you've been to, underline the states you've lived in and italicize the state you're in now...

Alabama / Alaska / Arizona / Arkansas / California / Colorado / Connecticut / Delaware / Florida / Georgia / Hawaii / Idaho / Illinois / Indiana / Iowa / Kansas / Kentucky / Louisiana / Maine / Maryland / Massachusetts / Michigan / Minnesota / Mississippi / Missouri / Montana / Nebraska / Nevada / New Hampshire / New Jersey / New Mexico / New York / North Carolina / North Dakota / Ohio / Oklahoma / Oregon / Pennsylvania / Rhode Island / South Carolina / South Dakota / Tennessee / Texas / Utah / Vermont / Virginia / Washington / West Virginia / Wisconsin / Wyoming / Washington D.C /

Go HERE to have a form generate the HTML for you.

Hmmm, looks like Dean needs to take me west of the Mississippi!

Posted by Rosemary on 03.01.2005. 10 Comments 5 Trackbacks
How Smart Is Your Right Foot?
While sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles. Now, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with you right hand.

Your foot will change direction. And there's nothing you can do about it.


Please note: If you are left handed, use your left foot.
Posted by Rosemary on 03.01.2005. 5 Comments 5 Trackbacks
Holy Shit
We Want The TruthThings are just amazing in Lebanon aren't they?

Hey, I'm starting to think maybe those crazy stupid evil genius NEOCONS were maybe on to something!

Oh, wait, I know: it's just a coincidence!

Haha. Whatever.

Where's Lech Walesa?
Posted by Rosemary on 03.01.2005. 9 Comments 6 Trackbacks

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