Martha Looks Fabulous!
I found a pic of Martha here (this link may expire on 06/20/2003). Doesn't she look amazingly and positively fabulous for facing possibly up to 30 years of prison and $2 million dollars in fines?


Pic courtesy of the LA Daily News

Like I said here, for the sake of beautifying my apartment in an affordable manner, Martha Living Omnimedia, Inc. has to continue... It HAS to!

Jasmine
I'll call her Jasmine because I can't for the love of God remember her name.

Jasmine was a lovely Middle Eastern girl (Saudi Arabian?) who was very smart and just as pretty. She was one of the few who truly loved school, for it was a place of escape and a time to socialize without having any restrictions. I never thought anything unusual of her; I was too enraptured in the teenage life and she always seemed so happy. However, it wasn't until she confided in me that I learned of the hell she lived in.

No matter how hot the temperature was, Jasmine's usual wardrobe consisted of a t-shirt, jeans, socks and sneakers and no make-up. In order to graduate, we had to pass a swim test, which was to be taken at the school. Since Jasmine was not allowed to wear anything but jeans and a t-shirt, arrangements had to be made for the test to be taken at her home, where she jumped in the pool in pants and a t-shirt.

Jasmine only had a couple of hours a day to complete her schoolwork before joining her mother to slave in the kitchen for her father and her brother. After dinner, the women were to wait and service the men in the family.

I didn't find out any of this until the day she came into school in tears... She had been raped and according to her father, it was of course her fault. How was she any good to him now? Looking back, it possibly was a good thing that Jasmine was living here in the US at the time (I think she married her cousin and moved back to Saudi Arabia or something after high school). Back in Saudi Arabia, I'm sure the possibility of Jasmine being a victim of an "honor killing" would have occurred. But the fucked up part was that Jasmine considered herself lucky that she wasn't thrown out of the house.

I got a major problem with this shit. It was Jasmine's fault for being raped? The fucking man climbed in through her window and gagged her for fuck's sake!!! Moreover, how dare her father brainwash her to think that he was doing her a favor by not leaving her out in the street! How dare you restrict her from dreaming about a college education? How dare you not recognize her as a human being, all her talents and the wonderful person that she is?!?!

While reading about things like this out of something like Time magazine may seem far away, distant or someone else's nightmare, actually knowing someone who goes through this day to day is... Incomprehensible.

But it was I who stood by, listened to her words and watched it happen without lifting a finger.

I'll Be Back
I have to leave to do something for a friend (me? leave my blogger?!?!), but when I get back, there are a few things I need to address.

Like this one beautiful and smart Middle Eastern friend I once had in high school who had a life that I will try, but honestly will never understand.

That and of course, more randomness.

Ugh. I'm late again.

Oracle bids for PeopleSoft
PeopleSoft announced a few days ago that they would acquire JD Edwards. Good thing, because that piece of crap JD Edwards makes DOS look technologically advanced. Plus, one of the companies I worked for had both PS and JDE and had to hire one sole person to reenter data from JDE to PS or PS to JDE. Instead of developing a tape and importing the data, I know. But it at one of the big studios here in Los Angeles, so for a non-profiting department to attempt to streamline a process with departments supporting profiting companies (even if the other depts would profit from it)... It was damn near impossible. What I am saying? It was impossible!

Then today Oracle announced that they would put in a bid to acquire PeopleSoft.

Like... WHOA!

As a former professional in the HR/PeopleSoft industry, I can barely hold myself up with these things called legs.

I gotta call my PeopleSoft friends.

Hillary Clinton TV Movie
Woooooohoooooo! Raise the roof! Whoop whoop!

A Hillary Clinton TV movie is on its way. I don't care if she's a liar/cheat/bitch. All politicians lie, to get your way to the top you have to cheat, and hey, I'm a bitch too. (duh!)

She also stood by her man, even when he made an fool out of her by porking that pig, Monica. Even if she had ulterior motives for staying with Billy Boy, she still honored her wedding vows. Admirable.

I don't care what anyone says. I adore Hillary. As long as she doesn't support spam like Lieberman (grrrr...!), she will continue to be on my A-list along with Condoleezza Rice. Oh and that email list/Matt Drudge issue was a accident so don't even bother trying fix me up with that one.

We'll see if it'll beat the Martha movie, though.

New York Times Editors Resign
"The executive editor and managing editor of The New York Times, the icon of American journalism, resigned Thursday following the journalistic fraud scandal involving former reporter Jayson Blair." (Click here for the article)

Yeah, that's it. Resign with the big beautiful executive separation packages outlined in your contracts.

As a former Human Resource professional, I roll my eyes.

...NEXT!

P. Fiddily
Argh! More stupid people. (You'll need to sign up for a free account to access the article at NY Times).

I ask: How much credibility does P.Piddily contribute to a case involving repealing drug laws? Why don't you throw in Harry Downy Jr. or Nick Nolte? P. Widdily. Again, people who think that since they are so high and mighty in the celebrity world with gobs of money, they can influence real-life issues (i.e. Sean Penn). Please. Go scout for new talent, sell more clothes, drink champagne with your pinky in the air, record a new album about how cool you are, snort more coke, throw down more gang signs.

Just stay out of the grown-up stuff.

Martha Moments

Ok. So Martha is fighting to clear her name.

Blah blah blah, whatever. I don't care.

What I DO care about is the Martha Living magazine and the KMart products. Have you cracked open a Martha magazine? It is so fucking brilliant with the number of amazing organization and decorating tips along with recipes so fabulous yet so easy that even I can be Martha.

And I never shopped at KMart until Martha started selling her products there. I've got the cutest bathroom accessories, kitchen crap and bed sheets and comforters that could not been bought for that price.

For my sake, hire the best liar of a lawyer you can get cuz I NEED MY MARTHA!

Patriot Act Changes
I groan every time I see that bigot John Ashcroft open his trapper.

According to this article at MSNBC, this time he is proposing changes to the Patriot Act, like implement changes to "permit the government to hold more suspects indefinitely." While there are things I reluctantly do agree with in this article, I cringe at the government acquiring permission to go a little sloooooooower in investigations (possibly putting some on hold?), potentially keeping suspects for 50+ years. Out the expense of my pocket. And yours. That is what bothers me.

And yes, my husband and I are supposed to receive tax refunds (this year?) from tax cuts. Even though the US is in debt and Social Security will be a thing of the past by the time I retire.

Yep. Gotta love it.

Tajiri & a Clone?

I hate wrestling. Wrestling is for boys; I am a girl. I play with Barbies, have tea parties with my dollies and go shopping for new clothes.

Wrestling is a bunch of oversized greasy monsters in shiny pants who spend more time whining and inducing sleep with their loooooong monologues than Days of Our Lives. And the women are either look like they're supposed to be in the porn industry or too un-woman. Except for Ivory, who has this way cool personality like "I'm-so-cute-and-adorable-yet-so-I-can-SO-kick-your-ass" and Nidia, an MTV/WWE winner. But other than that, thank you, but no thank you. I have better things to do... Like update my blogger... Yeah... Yeah!

But Tajiri... This Japanese dude is too freaking cool! The beautifully executed wrestling/martial arts moves are unorthodox for the WWE. To bring that sorta thing into the ring takes guts. I like people with guts.

So I think I may open an exception... For Tajiri.

After I get done discussing with my girlfriends over tea about these new pair of shoes I got today to so match the fabulous purse I got last week.

(Pic courtesy of the WWE)

P.S. Since I am a huge fan of MTV reality shows, I never missed a Tough Enough episode. In Tough Enough 3, there was an Asian guy named Scott who competed and lost the contest. But tell me: do these two look alike or do these two look alike?!?! I though they were the same guy until my husband corrected me and I saw for myself on the 'net:

(Pic courtesy of MTV)

Update on steve@prontosol.com
No response from him yet (he sent his first response within minutes.

So, I sent a nice little letter tattle-taling to his web host.

Spammers are being taken down. One at a freaking time.

Broken
broke my blogger tool.

All I did was attempt to add him as a link to the bar on the right cause I liked his site *sniff sniff*... What I got in return was this not-so-bunny-fluffy error message:

If you're reading this message, it means Tripod has a bug, or a glitch, or a gremlin... or just an error of some kind. But all is not lost! Please use the Tripod Help form to let us know that we have a problem, and we'll fix it as fast as we can. Please try to be as specific as possible in your message, and please include your member name. Thanks in advance!

-- Tripod's Bug Zappers

*wah!*

Posted by *~-mOi-~* at 3:39 PM PDT

Updated: Sunday, 11 January 2004 2:50 PM PST

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Steve from steve@prontosol.com Responded!
I received a response from Steve Sequeira at steve@prontosol.com from Pronto Solutions!

And of course I happily posted it here for all to see. And of course he left out the part where I point out the bogus bill that was never passed, continuing to deceive people like you and me.

And he has no idea how I received his email when I'm not in the database... Hmmm! Could it possibly be from the work of the email fairy? Steve Sequeira at steve@prontosol.com from Pronto Solutions also said that my email was a little long. I told him that exposing people like him is always worth it.

Go read it and comment.

steve@prontosol.com
So I just, like composed a seething email to Steve Sequeira, a Resource Manager at Pronto Solutions regarding:

1) My request to unsubscribe from his list that remains unhonored and

2) The quoting of a bill in his email that was never passed by Congress

You can check out the goods (along with his email address, his address and his telephone numbers - assuming they're real) here on the front page of my other site. Like I mentioned in my Surf Gal site, had he not quoted the dead bill I would have been like, "ok yeah whatever" and sent a basic email, but preying on individuals who possibly may be less knowledgeable about spam riles my horses.

If and when I do receive some kind of communication from this nitwit, I will post it for the world to see. Should he honor my request, I will remove his information. Otherwise... Well you'll see. They won't be happy campers with the stuff one can do with a computer and the Internet.

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's... ANTI-SPAM WOMAN!

Or at least I feel that way sometimes. lol

Posted by *~-mOi-~* at 2:16 PM PDT

Updated: Sunday, 11 January 2004 2:47 PM PST

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Me=Kewl
There are 121 bloggers listed under the People/Society category here in Tripod.

I've been through Diaryland, Pitas and LiveJournal. With them being so freaking huge, I've always felt like a piece of lint shoved tightly with many other pieces of lint in the lint catcher of a dryer (what do you call those things?). Here, I feel like I've discovered and joined a secret cabana in an unknown area...

I feel sooooooo cool.

Reality Shows
To quote Don Burns of Don Burns Homepage:

"Anybody watched any of those new shows like "The Bachelor" or "Joe Millionaire" or "The Survivor". Before they started calling it "Reality TV" we used to call it lying and fraud."

GAWD I love bloggers!

Are you better off than you were 2 years ago?
I like Bush. I believe that almost every decision that got tossed in his lap are the ones where people would hate him no matter what side of the fence he chose.

However, I'm not one to be ignorant of all sides of any issue, which is why this made me go hmmm. Let me sleep on this one.

< site link via Lost in Amerika >

[Edited to fix Lost in America's link]

Streisand Needs to Go. Now.
Read this. In my upcoming list of celebrities who need to go away, Barbara Streisand is definitely on it. In bold.

I'll create blinkies to convey the message if I have to.

My Words Have Power!
I am very happy to announce that I ended up to be one of the very many who flooded Mr. Jan Herman with "hate" letters about Sean Penn (although I feel that my letter was more constructive than hateful).

Goes to tell you, words of one can end up to be words of the many, thus changing the world.

Well hey, if that doesn't make sense, just leave it as an excuse to justify a loud, opinionated mouth.

Maybelline and a Stinky Kitty
I went to Rite-Aide for the sole purpose of buying nail polish. I came back with the nail polish, Dry Kwik, lip stick and lip liner.

Now, I've been buying Origin products for years; however, due to funding I've had to downgrade majorly... Like down to Maybelline.

Since when did Maybelline come out with kick ass lip liners? I got the Lip Express Lipstick 'n Liner in One and it's just kick ass.

Next subject: my new cat. You can have a three feet high pile of crap from my two other cats and not beat a teeny little sausage from my kitten. Man, she is ripe and it concerns me. I can have a fresh clean kitty litter smelling so nice with deoderizer and take about a week and a half two stink it up with Cat #1 and Cat#2. This one kitty stinks it up just from walking by a virginal box. Unbelievable.