Hangin’ Tough

I’m sick. I have a cold. It seems too early for this sort of crap, right? I mean, wasn’t it just summer? Now it’s flipping freezing outside and I’m sleeping with a humidifier and a box of tissues. Blech. The coughing has become so intense that yesterday my boss told me to get the heck out of the office before I got everyone sick.

This weekend I’m heading to Manhattan to drink a-plenty with some of my very best friends, many of whom I haven’t seen in months. So in preparation I’ve been mainlining Zicam and sleeping while doused in Vicks Vapor Rub. It’s super-sexy, just ask Trent. But I have to get better! For not only do I have many rum punches to drink this weekend, I have a couple of big events next week. There’s Trent and I’s third wedding anniversary, my work retreat to the Ameristar Casino in St. Louis and one big surprise event…here’s a hint:

Are you jealous yet?

In the meantime

It feels so strange to be writing something for this site, knowing I now have a new president. Throughout the last few months, I was told by many people, those who agree and disagree with me, to not take the whole political process so personally. To not let it affect my daily life. To know that all I can do is vote and then move on, and whoever wins, wins.

After Tuesday, I couldn’t disagree with that more. This process was very personal to me. Deciding who will lead my country in to the future is an important decision. Choosing the person who will pave the way for my daughter’s generation…yup, that’s personal to me. Realizing that the first president she’ll remember is Barack Obama…so very personal.

So to all of you who read this site the last few weeks (months) and had to deal with my political rants, I commend you. I can’t apologize for it, because I am surely not sorry. It’s not the first time I’ve disagreed with readers and it won’t be the last. Just know I have the utmost respect for anyone who participated in the electoral process. Everyone who wrote about a candidate, knocked on doors, made phone calls, donated funds, voted, attended rallies and put a sign in their yard. No matter whose side you were on, now is the time for all of us to come together as Americans and forge a new future for our kids, nieces, nephews and selves.

OK, I’m done for a while, I promise.

Want to see something fun!? Me too. Throughout all of this election madness, I completely forgot to write about Halloween! This year Lu decided to be a Carebear, as she is a bit obsessed with them, despite the fact that they creep me out. She was the one with the rainbow on it’s tummy, and I spent half the night explaining to people that I had no idea which bear she was, I just know she’s the one with the rainbow on her tummy. (OK, I just looked it up, apparently she’s Cheer Bear. Thank God for wikipedia.)

Carebear

We went to my sister’s house, as I figured Lucy would do better trick or treating if she was with her cousins. My niece, Sloan, has complete control over Lu, as Lu idolizes her, so it worked out well. Sloan was a zombie cheerleader, which made me happy because I could tell my sister didn’t love it. It cracks me up when kids start disagreeing with parents, although I’m sure that will come back and bite me in the ass in a couple of years.

Zombie Cheerleader

I dressed up as Darth Vader, as the mask was $4.99 and I was “required” to wear a costume to work. Turns out my nephews where two characters from Star Wars as well, we made quite the group.

Darth + the Fetts

Here’s a video of part of the night. Trent noted while watching this that Lucy seems to have my sense of balance. True, but at least she’ll always know how to get back up.


Halloween 2008 from Megan on Vimeo.

And when she gets back up, she knows there’s a fun size package of M&M’s in it for her. Like mother, like daughter.

{And yes, I know my giant butt is what the video froze on as a starting icon. I blame Trent. And apologize to you.}

Ultimate Blogging Championship – NoBama versus McRage

Happy Monday, Crazybananas fans fan! Today I’m going to tell you all about the fantastic movie I happened to catch on Oxygen this weekend (have I mentioned how much I love cable TV?). Do you all remember that movie, Center Stage? Well they made a SEQUEL! Starring Peter Ghallager and his eyebrows!

Just joking (Not about the movie, I did watch it. And also, not about the eyebrows.). You all know what today is… November 3rd, the day before the most important election of my lifetime. Or, at least, that’s what CNN told me. So in honor of this historic election, my buddy Abbie and I have decided to write closing arguments for the two presidential candidates. Abbie, my conservative comrade, will be writing her speech for Barack Hussein “NoBama” and my liberal, hipster ass will be writing for John “McRage” McCain. To learn more about why we’re doing this, click here.

Editor’s Note: This is a satirical post. If anyone leaves mean comments about either of the writers, I will come out of my computer and punch you in the nose. Abbie and I are the best of friends, and even though we don’t agree on political issues, I will surely kick the cyber ass of anyone who insults her. Or I may just delete your comment and stick out my tongue at you.

Abbie gets to go first, since I’m all about chivalry at Crazybananas dot com. Enjoy!

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Vote for Barack – By Abbie (aka NoBama)
My name is Barack NObama and I am the inexperienced radical socialist who may be your next president. I am the CHANGE WE NEED to ensure taxes are inevitably raised, government takes an increasingly high role in your life and your hard earned money is spread around like cocaine in the 80’s.The one place I am willing to drill is your wallet and….crap? Where did my teleprompter go? I forgot what I was going to say!

Joe Biden once referred to me, stating, “Presidency is not something that lends itself to on the job training,” but don’t worry, I will have a teleprompter to guide me. Hillary, my traveling pant suit sister, also stated, “Senator John McRage has a lifetime of experience that he’d bring to the White House and Nobama only has his speech in 2002.” I would like to address these mean comments from my own party by saying , ……….Damn it, I forgot what I was going to say. Where did that damn teleprompter go?

Since I don’t believe in having any political experience, I am going to get rid of Joe Biden as my vice-presidential nominee so that in total, the Democratic nominees have no experience at all. I would like to surround myself with people who are as incompetent as I am so there for I am naming a new running mate for VP – – Sean Combs, aka “Diddy” aka “Puffy”, aka “Puff Daddy.” I chose him because he will take no “Bitchassness.” The 0.5% of Hollywood who doesn’t wear my t-shirt surely will now. If I am lucky, Paris Hilton will come to my inauguration – that would be HOT. Since I really don’t believe in this thing called “patriotism,” I really hope Bruce Springsteen will sing at my inauguration instead of having to hear the boring old National Anthem. I won’t be holding my hand over my heart because I will be holding some blow instead. Let’s just move the Capital from Washington D.C. to Rodeo Drive. Who needs senators when you can have celebrities?

Don’t worry about old Biden, his last assignment will be to go to Iraq and wave the Democratic White Flag of Surrender. Lord knows I can’t go, I have no military experience. I might mess up my pretty boy image in a war zone. Oh, and Hilary will also have a job, she will be my teleprompter holder. It’s the least I can do since I stole some of the best concepts from her campaign.

Tax breaks for people making less than $250,000, I mean, $200,000, I mean $150,000, I mean, $120,000. Really, it will be for people making $42,000 or less like I originally voted for. Hell, I changed my mind. Let’s just raise taxes for everyone across the board.

Other changes I will make will include a new head of Homeland Security. I am happy to announce Bill Ayers will head up National Security while continuing his role as a domestic terrorist. I have also decided that I will form one national religion headed by Rev. Jeremiah Wright. My first task as President will be to put Bill O’Reilly to death for questioning me about the issues instead of giving me fluffy, no-substance questions like I am accustomed to. I can’t believe FOX News would not let me use my teleprompter! I will shut down FOX News so that the media is 100 percent dominated by liberal coverage. The girls from The View will be my new advisors, except for that Hasselback broad, she’s gotta go!

In regards to my Maverick running mate, McRage – must you blink 800 times per minute? Maybe Your hockey loving VP could let your borrow her famous glasses. Seriously, the blinking thing freaks me out. And is Mrs. McRage real or is she cut out of cardboard? Well, with all those kids, some parts must be real. Can we really have a vice president who has a lipstick wearing pig as a pet? Is there a barn at the white house?

So vote for me, NoBama because I am a President who will raise your taxes, bring no experience to the table along with a gaggle of questionable acquaintances, and lead this country down a path where we will be begging for a Republican President in four years.

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Vote for McCain – By Megan (aka McRage)
Thank you for inviting me to write a piece here on this website. I’m an unlikely candidate as guest poster, as I wasn’t quite sure how I was going to transcribe my words to this machine that controls the [finger quote] internets [end finger quote], but Sarah Palin’s daughter, Piper, offered to type this up for me on her new fangled computer machine. So glad the GOP offered to buy that for her, as every vice-presidential candidate’s daughter deserves a new laptop. Country first!

I come to you, readers of this blop thing (Bristol just told me this is called a blog, but I don’t think that’s a word, do you? Sounds communist to me.) during a very critical time for my campaign. Yes, the polls are down, but our spirits are high here at Camp McCain. In case you haven’t heard, I love to be the underdog. And hell, this is America! If a white, elderly, wealthy, son of the highest ranking general in the Navy can run for office against a black man from Hawaii and be the underdog, then this is a country worth fighting for!

And fight, we will. Trust me, there will be plenty of fighting when I become president. And it will be easier for all of you, my loyal supporters, to join us in the fight, as Sarah Palin and I promise to make sure everyone over the age of seven has a gun. As Sarah says, you never know when a polar bear could try to steal your dinner, so you’d better be prepared.

On that note, I also promise to drastically expand the U.S.’s offshore drilling plan, and use more of our natural resources to provide our country with all the oil it could ever need. We’ll be showering in oil over here! And another positive side affect, with all this drilling and oil consumption, the ice caps will continue to melt at record pace, so polar bears will surely become extinct, making Americans safer from vicious polar bear attacks. But don’t worry, America, you can keep the guns. (I just tried to wink at you, did you see that America? I need to get Palin over here to wink for me. OK, Willow just told me you can’t see me through this computer…I must remember to expand that domestic spying program to fix that!)

I know a lot has been said about my policies being so similar to President Bush, and that a vote for me is essentially a vote for him. I want to end that rumor right now. Although I did vote with him 90% of the time, I promise my presidency will bring change.

You like that, don’t ya? Cccchhhaaaannnnggggeeee. Say it with me! Change! Change! Obama is a terrorist! Change! Change!

Now, I will say that Barack Obama is a good, Christian man, one I just don’t agree with on the issues. He is not an Arab. Or a Muslim. But Barack [finger quote] HUSSEIN [end finger quote] Obama is a man with morals and values and…did you know he is very good friends with William Ayers? Like, super-best-friends. They totally have sleepovers and plot to blow up buildings and praise Allah and have pillow fights. Bristol wants me to say they’re BFFs, but I have no idea what that means. Willow just rolled her eyes at me. Damn kids.

Again, it’s not that Muslims are bad. Actually did you know that being an Arab isn’t the same thing as being a Muslim? And that Muslims can be not only Arab, but Persian, European, and American? And that Islam is actually an Abrahamic religion, extremely similar to both Christianity and Judaism? In fact, all three share the same God and many of the same prophets. Jesus Christ is actually a very positive figure in Islamic faith, as one of the great prophets, like Abraham or Moses.

Just kidding. They want to kill us! They are terrorists! Be afraid! Hide your children! A vote for Obama is a vote for the anti-Christ! The end of days is upon us!

So vote for McCain/Palin on November 4th. Unless you want to die and burn in the firey wraths of hell. In my opinion, the choice is simple. Are you patriotic and proud of your country, or do you want to end sunshine and destroy rainbows and make babies cry? The choice is yours.

Use the Force

Darth says Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween from Darth Vader, the pink Carebear with the rainbow on its tummy and the guy who’s too cool to dress up!

(Is it strange that some guy in my office dressed up as Princess Leia? I think we may have gender issues. And power issues.)

Meet the Candidates

Candidates

Nobama vs. McRage, 2008. Are you ready?

And no, I’m not talking about the big day next Tuesday, I’m talking about a blog post that will BLOW. YOUR. MIND. Next Monday, we will debut a post almost one month in the making, when Abbie (conservative, Sarah Palin loving lady) and Megan (me, the liberal one, quite possibly a socialist….don’t tell) will participate in the ultimate blogging throwdown. Abbie will be writing as her alter-ego Barack “Nobama” while Megan will star as John “McRage” McCain. Let’s get ready to RUUUMMMMBBBBBLLLLEEEE!!!!!!

In all honesty, the idea to do this post came from all the negative energy that has been directed to both of Abbie and myself because of our political beliefs. And, although we’re both very serious about this election, we decided we needed some laughs. Abbie will be writing from Obama’s point of view, and I’ll be writing from McCain’s….should be interesting.

So, in preparation for this ultimate blogging champtionship, here is some information about the writers. Choose sides wisely, people.

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Abbie (aka Nobama) is a young mother living in Alabama, though she isn’t Southern. Somehow, despite the fact she’s from one of the reddest states in the Nation and now lives in the South, all of her friends are left wing liberals. And we’ve all been pondering how the heck that happened ever since the first debate of the election season last winter. Abbie knows how to drive a stick shift, and has choreographed dance routines for Britney Spears. Not really, but she has done a mean dance rendition of Spears’ hit, Toxic, at several drinking establishments in her hometown of Manhattan, Kansas. Abbie is a lifetime conservative and has a Sarah Palin button on her Facebook page. She is a big fan of Fox News, and she may have an unnatural crush on Shepherd Smith. Abbie loves cheesebread, the Kansas State Wildcats and rap music circa 1999.

Megan (aka McRage) is the author of this here website. If you’re reading this, then you probably know who she is, but here’s a little bio anyway, as she is a bit vain and likes to talk about herself. Megan lives in the suburbs of Kansas City and is very excited to be voting in a swing state this election. She’s a liberal, hipster, asshole according to most friends and co-workers. Though she is 26-years-old, she is regularly mistaken for 13, as she can be found most Friday nights either a.) Reading the Twilight series, b.) Reading Harry Potter, c.) Watching made for TV Disney movies or d.) All of the above. Megan was a Hilary supporter until this summer, when she realized she had no chance and moved on to support Obama. She likes the liberal media because they usually agree with her. Megan enjoys long walks on the beach, Justin Timberlake and Diet Dr. Pepper.

Be sure to tune in next Monday for the Ultimate Blogging Throwdown!

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