You and I could be great support for each other in our kluziness if we didn’t live on different coasts. …;-D

Right now though I am LOL at the thought of some of the lurkin’ lefties you know must be monitoring this site thinking…see! look how they are…lets get their names and turn them in! ;-)

You KNOW they have no sense of humor at all. Always angry and always have an angle to “get” something or kiss up to the powers that be. Sort of like the kid in 7th grade that was always running to the teacher to “tell on” someone.

Last night on my way home from work, on a three-lane, one–way street, there I am minding my own business driving my 11-year old car, in the middle lane intending to go straight onto an onramp onto the freeway. The left lane is left turn only; center lane (me) straight only, and the right lane, straight or right turn only.

Don’t remember what was in the left lane. In the right lane was a white Mercedes, one of those cute two-door coupe ones. Worth more than my poor 163K-miles beater Mustang. Traffic is moving at 35 mph (for real, I checked). While heading toward the onramp (and gaining speed), the idiot in the Mercedes speeds up slightly and makes a LEFT turn in front of me (like “oops, I meant to be over there!”). Not a Iane change where he ends up in front of me heading the same direction—a full-blown left turn! I lock up the brakes. Fool driver never looks my way.

As he continued on his way, I looked at the car to get the license plate number just in case. Guess what? There was an Obama bumper sticker on the car.

All I could think to myself was “Well, I knew those people [who voted for TOTUS and drink the kool-aid] were stupid, and that was proof.”

I then thought “duh, you should have let him hit you instead of slamming on the brakes. Wreck would have been his fault, and that time I would have gone for it.” With all of my pre-existing conditions, I could have been hurt pretty bad, or at least been pretty sore the next day.

But I don’t like pain, although I’d have been hit on the passenger side, and I do have airbags.

So perhaps another dimension of the public fall is being knocked over or cut off by a liberal … and then do unto them as they would no doubt do unto you.

Anything short of National Guardsmen armed with automatic weapons will not be enough for that type of thuggery. The best thing really to do is get rid of “Black Friday” sales and just put out 30% off coupons for the month of November.

Waaaaay back in the 60s during the riots I was living with my EX just outside of Baltimore. He drove a transit bus in the city and had an accident where the bus hit a building as he went around a bend.

There were about 3 people on the bus, but in no time at all about 10 people (must I say it…black) lined up to say they were all on the bus and were injured.

Then someone around the corner in an entirely different building (row houses) claimed they were in bed and the jolt knocked them to the floor and they too were injured!

And this was no test. It really did happen.

A bus wreck was staged. There was nobody on the bus, and the accident was faked.

When the police arrived, there were 17 people on the bus, all with soft tissue injuries.

Well, let’s see…I have both left feet…the bad back….and two bad knees…Can I trade the “one patella” for hip problems?

If so…I’m in!!!! LOL…Thanks gal…I’ll be sure to send you your educational fees just as soon as I collect! ;-D

You need two left feet, two bad knees (one without a patella) and a bad back. Oh and you need to use public transit!

Add flip flops and a semi-slippery surface.

Add the inability to get anywhere quickly.

Witnesses are helpful but there may be surveillance tapes available too.

Add ambulance-chasing attorney. They are abundant. Or you may make your own claim if you are smart enough to do your own paperwork and not too greedy …

Rinse. Repeat.

The entire problem can be remedied by the light rail “inventing” a way that the driver can acknowledge that he/she sees the gimp coming up the platform and will hold the train. But that would be too easy! (I have had two train operators hold the train for me, and I immediately sent e-mails to VTA thanking those operators. I have had at least six operators drive off as I’m gimping toward the train. One left when I was 10 feet from the rear of the train.)

Last night I could have really done a good one on the light rail. My station is on an elevated platform above the street. The escalator goes up only. The elevator was out of order. (Elevator haven for homeless and crackheads and drunks. I’ve seen broken crack pipes and lots of empty alcohol bottles in the elevator car. Oh and people like to piss in ‘em too. Gah! You’d think San Jose is a third world country!)

So I had to use the stairs. Ugly proposition. If it wasn’t for the fact that I can’t be sure that I won’t break my neck going down the stairs, that was another missed opportunity. The train announcer did announce the elevator was out, and said “If this causes any passengers any inconvenience, please contact the train operator.”

So WTH is HE going to do, carry me downstairs? Or push me? It took me a good 5 minutes to get down those stairs, one step at a time, holding onto the handrail for dear life.

Real-life example of the difference between a Republican and a Democrat:

Me/Republican: Has student loans. Went to grad school knowing I have a disability but took the chance that improving my education might make me more employable. Will be paying off loan for the next 17 years at the rate of $220 a month. Trying to catch up on three missed payments from earlier this year.

My friend/Democrat: Has student loans (bigger than mine!). Went to law school knowing she has a disability. Is trying to have the loan dismissed because she is disabled and unable to take the bar exam and work. Has never made a payment. Oh and she has social security too—got it with the first try.

Next it will be grocery stores that run ads for pork and beef ribs @ half price so long as the stock holds out.

“If you sell it……they will bum rush/riot!”

ANIMALS….ALL!

Next time … ’cause there will be a next time. Seriously, I have to walk looking at the ground because if the pavement is in the least bit rough or inclined or has a crack or raised area, I’m all over it. And it ain’t pretty!

I’ll be in touch, my witnesses!

The settlement will be guaranteed and much bigger!