So, I was driving in terrible traffic the other day...this doesn't usually happen as I don't have to go to work in the morning or come home at night...so I was frustrated, but calm.
The three lanes of traffic were stopped on the interstate. I HATE this, I never understand how this happens (yes I know the scientific explanation, but it still doesn't make sense to me).
I look to my right and there is a perfectly good shoulder not being used by anyone, I only have a few miles to go and I am special right? I thought about - can I make it? What if there is a car stopped on the shoulder up there and I get stuck etc. NO, I didn't do it...I thought about it and then I realized - oh yeah, it is ILLEGAL! I actually weighed "how" illegal it was before I discounted the idea.
Then, I noticed that no one else was using it either...here was 100s of cars with an escape route and EVERYONE was following the law!!! (Except for one car that decided he only had 3/4 of a mile to go and he broke the law to do it). I was amazed and VERY happy!
What a country we live in where the hearts of man are this disciplined with this much respect for the law! Then, I started wondering what else is in their hearts...if they respect the law so much - are they voting? What do they think about the "State of the Union"? All of a sudden it hit me! This is why the country was so easily hijacked! The "socialist" agenda is wearing suits and ties and is changing the law - and we all follow the law!
Then, I started thinking...what will it take to get these type 100s of people to get mad/excited/interested in keeping the country the way it is/was...or are they for the "fundamental transformation"? I still haven't figured this out...I'll keep ya posted!
Oh yeah, as I went through the traffic - I saw the problem...someone rear ended a cop - oops!!! I always drive more carefully when I see a cop...guess that person didn't! Either way...his day was MUCH worse then mine stuck in traffic - so I thanked my lucky stars and had a good day!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
An Invitation to the White House for Dinner
I got this in my e-mail and think it is appropriate for this day in time!
[Once upon a time I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President.
I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips for computers and portable electronics.
There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a FREE country. There's nothing that the government can do to me if I've broken no laws. My wealth was EARNED honestly, and an invitation to dinner with an American President is an honor.
I checked my coat, was greeted by the Chief of Staff, and joined the President in a yellow dining room.
We sat across from each other at a table draped in white linen. The Great Seal was embossed on the china. Uniformed staff served our dinner.
The meal was served, and I was startled when my waiter suddenly reached out, plucked a dinner roll off my plate and began nibbling it as he walked back to the kitchen..
"Sorry 'bout that," said the President. "Andrew is very hungry."
"I don't appreciate..." I began, but as I looked into the calm brown eyes across from me, I felt immediately guilty and petty. It was just a dinner roll. "Of course," I concluded, and reached for my glass.
Before I could, however, another waiter reached forward, took the glass away and swallowed the wine in a single gulp. "And his brother, Eric, is very thirsty," said the President. I didn't say anything. The President is testing my compassion, I thought. I withheld my comments and decided to play along. I don't want to seem unkind..
My plate was whisked away before I had tasted a bite. "Eric's children are also quite hungry."
With a lurch, I crashed to the floor. My chair had been pulled out from under me. I stood, brushing myself off angrily, and watched as it was carried from the room. And their grandmother can't stand for long."
I excused myself, smiling outwardly, but inside feeling like a fool. Obviously I had been invited to the White House to be sport for some game. I reached for my coat, to find that it had been taken.
I turned back to the President.
"Their grandfather doesn't like the cold."
I wanted to shout, "that was my coat!" But again, I looked at the placid smiling face of my host and decided I was being a poor sport. I spread my hands helplessly and chuckled.
Then I felt my hip pocket and realized my wallet was gone. I excused myself and walked to a phone on an elegant side table.
I learned shortly that my credit cards had been maxed out, my bank accounts emptied, my retirement and equity portfolios had vanished, and my wife had been thrown out of our home.
Apparently, the waiters and their families were moving in. The President hadn't moved or spoken as I learned all this, but finally I lowered the phone into its cradle and turned to face him.
"Andrew's whole family has made bad financial decisions. They haven't planned for retirement and they need a house. They recently defaulted on a subprime mortgage. I told them they could have your home. They need it more than you do."
My hands were shaking. I felt faint I stumbled back to the table and knelt on the floor.
The President cheerfully cut his meat, ate his steak, and drank his wine. I lowered my eyes and stared at the small grey circles on the tablecloth that were water drops.
"By the way," he added, "I have just signed an Executive Order nationalizing your factories.
I'm firing you as head of your business. I'll be operating the firm now for the benefit of all mankind.
There's a whole bunch of Erics and Andrews out there and they can't come to you for jobs groveling like beggars...we need to spread YOUR wealth around..."
I looked up. The President dropped his spoon into the empty ramekin which had been his crème Brule. He drained the last drops of his wine. As the table was cleared, he lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair.
He stared at me. I clung to the edge of the table as if it were a ledge and I were a man hanging over an abyss.
I thought of the years behind me, of the life I had lived. The life I had earned with a lifetime of work, risk and struggle.
Why was I punished? How had I allowed it to be taken? What game had I played and lost? I looked across the table and noticed with some surprise that there was no game board between us.
What had I done wrong?
As if answering the unspoken thought, President Obama suddenly cocked his head, locked his empty eyes to mine, and bared a million teeth, chuckling wryly as he folded his hands.
"You should have stopped me at the dinner roll," he said.
WAKE UP AMERICA !!!]
[Once upon a time I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President.
I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips for computers and portable electronics.
There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a FREE country. There's nothing that the government can do to me if I've broken no laws. My wealth was EARNED honestly, and an invitation to dinner with an American President is an honor.
I checked my coat, was greeted by the Chief of Staff, and joined the President in a yellow dining room.
We sat across from each other at a table draped in white linen. The Great Seal was embossed on the china. Uniformed staff served our dinner.
The meal was served, and I was startled when my waiter suddenly reached out, plucked a dinner roll off my plate and began nibbling it as he walked back to the kitchen..
"Sorry 'bout that," said the President. "Andrew is very hungry."
"I don't appreciate..." I began, but as I looked into the calm brown eyes across from me, I felt immediately guilty and petty. It was just a dinner roll. "Of course," I concluded, and reached for my glass.
Before I could, however, another waiter reached forward, took the glass away and swallowed the wine in a single gulp. "And his brother, Eric, is very thirsty," said the President. I didn't say anything. The President is testing my compassion, I thought. I withheld my comments and decided to play along. I don't want to seem unkind..
My plate was whisked away before I had tasted a bite. "Eric's children are also quite hungry."
With a lurch, I crashed to the floor. My chair had been pulled out from under me. I stood, brushing myself off angrily, and watched as it was carried from the room. And their grandmother can't stand for long."
I excused myself, smiling outwardly, but inside feeling like a fool. Obviously I had been invited to the White House to be sport for some game. I reached for my coat, to find that it had been taken.
I turned back to the President.
"Their grandfather doesn't like the cold."
I wanted to shout, "that was my coat!" But again, I looked at the placid smiling face of my host and decided I was being a poor sport. I spread my hands helplessly and chuckled.
Then I felt my hip pocket and realized my wallet was gone. I excused myself and walked to a phone on an elegant side table.
I learned shortly that my credit cards had been maxed out, my bank accounts emptied, my retirement and equity portfolios had vanished, and my wife had been thrown out of our home.
Apparently, the waiters and their families were moving in. The President hadn't moved or spoken as I learned all this, but finally I lowered the phone into its cradle and turned to face him.
"Andrew's whole family has made bad financial decisions. They haven't planned for retirement and they need a house. They recently defaulted on a subprime mortgage. I told them they could have your home. They need it more than you do."
My hands were shaking. I felt faint I stumbled back to the table and knelt on the floor.
The President cheerfully cut his meat, ate his steak, and drank his wine. I lowered my eyes and stared at the small grey circles on the tablecloth that were water drops.
"By the way," he added, "I have just signed an Executive Order nationalizing your factories.
I'm firing you as head of your business. I'll be operating the firm now for the benefit of all mankind.
There's a whole bunch of Erics and Andrews out there and they can't come to you for jobs groveling like beggars...we need to spread YOUR wealth around..."
I looked up. The President dropped his spoon into the empty ramekin which had been his crème Brule. He drained the last drops of his wine. As the table was cleared, he lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair.
He stared at me. I clung to the edge of the table as if it were a ledge and I were a man hanging over an abyss.
I thought of the years behind me, of the life I had lived. The life I had earned with a lifetime of work, risk and struggle.
Why was I punished? How had I allowed it to be taken? What game had I played and lost? I looked across the table and noticed with some surprise that there was no game board between us.
What had I done wrong?
As if answering the unspoken thought, President Obama suddenly cocked his head, locked his empty eyes to mine, and bared a million teeth, chuckling wryly as he folded his hands.
"You should have stopped me at the dinner roll," he said.
WAKE UP AMERICA !!!]
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Alternative to Heavy Easter Meal - Easter Cobb Salad
If you are having the whole family over - maybe this is not a good alternative...but if you are just having Easter with your immediate family...this is a great alternative. Note: this is not a simple meal...it doesn't require a lot of cooking, but does require quite a bit of prep time (chopping veggies etc). Cobb salad was supposed created by the owner of the Brown Derby Restaurant in Hollywood, Bob Cobb, in 1937. There are many variations, but the important thing is not to toss it...make sure the veggies & meat are in rows across the top.
Easter Cobb Salad
3 hard boiled eggs, peeled and chopped
8 bacon slices, cooked
1 bag of salad, size based on your family (I like the one with Iceberg lettuce, carrots & purple cabbage)
4 cups diced cooked turkey or chicken
2 avocados, peeled, pitted and sliced
2 tomatoes, chopped
1 cup (at least) crumbled cheddar cheese
1 can sliced black olives
1 cucumber, sliced
1. Cook bacon until done, drain on papertowel set aside; flash fry (cover the bottom of a skillet with oil, then cook chicken breasts on high heat for about 8 - 10min total - turning often to prevent burning) the chicken breast (I like to do mine with salt & pepper with a touch of garlic, but you can bread them with egg & bread crumbs too, if desired)- if using turkey...I recommend baking it the night before or using fully cooked turkey from the store; boil the eggs.
2. Make one big bowl or individual bowls: Put the lettuce in the bottom of the bowl; arrange eggs, bacon,avacados, tomatoes, chicken/turkey/ham, cheese in rows across the top of the lettuce; covering the lettuce completely.
3. Serve with favorite dressing...I recommend a red wine vinegrette or honey mustard. You can try the "Original Cobb Salad" Dressing from the Brown Derby Restaurant in Hollywood (supposedly created by the owner Bob Cobb in 1937 - who also created the Cobb Salad at the same time)
Original Cobb Salad Dressing
Makes 1 1/2 cups
1/4 cup water
1/4 cup red wine vinegar
1/4 teaspoon sugar
1 teaspoon freshly squeezed lemon juice
2 teaspoons salt
3/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
3/4 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1/4 teaspoon dry English mustard
1 small clove garlic, finely minced
1/4 cup full-flavored olive oil
3/4 cup salad oil
1. Blend all ingredients together, except oils. Add olive and salad oils. Mix well.
2. Blend well again before mixing with salad.
A note from the Brown Derby: "The water is optional, depending upon the degree of oiliness desired in the dressing."
Enjoy & Happy Easter!!!
Easter Cobb Salad
3 hard boiled eggs, peeled and chopped
8 bacon slices, cooked
1 bag of salad, size based on your family (I like the one with Iceberg lettuce, carrots & purple cabbage)
4 cups diced cooked turkey or chicken
2 avocados, peeled, pitted and sliced
2 tomatoes, chopped
1 cup (at least) crumbled cheddar cheese
1 can sliced black olives
1 cucumber, sliced
1. Cook bacon until done, drain on papertowel set aside; flash fry (cover the bottom of a skillet with oil, then cook chicken breasts on high heat for about 8 - 10min total - turning often to prevent burning) the chicken breast (I like to do mine with salt & pepper with a touch of garlic, but you can bread them with egg & bread crumbs too, if desired)- if using turkey...I recommend baking it the night before or using fully cooked turkey from the store; boil the eggs.
2. Make one big bowl or individual bowls: Put the lettuce in the bottom of the bowl; arrange eggs, bacon,avacados, tomatoes, chicken/turkey/ham, cheese in rows across the top of the lettuce; covering the lettuce completely.
3. Serve with favorite dressing...I recommend a red wine vinegrette or honey mustard. You can try the "Original Cobb Salad" Dressing from the Brown Derby Restaurant in Hollywood (supposedly created by the owner Bob Cobb in 1937 - who also created the Cobb Salad at the same time)
Original Cobb Salad Dressing
Makes 1 1/2 cups
1/4 cup water
1/4 cup red wine vinegar
1/4 teaspoon sugar
1 teaspoon freshly squeezed lemon juice
2 teaspoons salt
3/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
3/4 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1/4 teaspoon dry English mustard
1 small clove garlic, finely minced
1/4 cup full-flavored olive oil
3/4 cup salad oil
1. Blend all ingredients together, except oils. Add olive and salad oils. Mix well.
2. Blend well again before mixing with salad.
A note from the Brown Derby: "The water is optional, depending upon the degree of oiliness desired in the dressing."
Enjoy & Happy Easter!!!
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