Up front I don't have the link to this story - and I heard already enough I don't need to know more.  If it has ovaries at birth without so much as extra genitalia - its a clear cut case of Female having baby! End of freaking story.  This woman who feels she is a man (and has a woman partner) has given birth to a baby. The tabloids and "some" Legit news sources are shouting to the roof.., that a man has given birth to a baby. GIVE ME A BREAK! I am not Einstien - but this whole thing is insanely stupid even on a scientific view scale. Any scientists saying that this woman turned man is a valid male birth is out of his mind and needs to lose his or her Braniac License.

This planet is screwed up enough without confusing genders.  Its non of my business if Joey JuJu born a man wants to be a woman. If he already knows about the taboos and goes with his gut he wants surgery - fine - thats his business to become a her - But Let Joey know that when he becomes Joette - it is medically and naturally impossible for Joette to have a baby.  He cant say "Well I really am a woman" and make it stick.  Its like a Rock calling itself a tree. Doesn't make it so. Put a few leaves on the rock - its still a rock.  Put lipstick on a pig and its still a pig. Paint the toenails on a chimp a hot looking rock star doesn't make.

So - take a woman who get transgender surgery - she's still a woman. unless she cant have ALL the man parts and dispense with the female parts - come on. If she calls herself a man - fine. I don't care. but now comes a woman who thinks she's a man - non of my business.  She/He gets pregnant and the world starts cheering about the MAN having a baby.

Has intelligence really dropped that low in the 21st century? This is NOT a personal view point - a woman has ovaries and the other stuff that makes her a woman.  The only way I myself (in my opinion) can place the matter in a gray area is if the person has been BORN with BOTH male and female parts.  I cant just say scientifically that THIS person is anything other than what he or she has decided he or she is.

This politically correct Bull Snot has reached a new low.  OH! THIS MAN GAVE BIRTH TO A BABY!  How people live or what they choose to call themselves - I don't care - BUT for the love of anything that can be considers sacred - EVEN SCIENCE yields to Political Correctness????  The moment Science recognizes this woman as a man that gave birth to a child - then scientists judgments and theories come into deep question.

I love my friends - they can disagree with me if they want, but cheese Louise - when political correctness overrules common sense and science - move over Planet of the Apes because we already will have Monkey's ruling the planet.

[A sad foot note to the above sanity] Certain preschools in California are encouraging small children to pick their own gender. AFTER confusing them with political correctness b.s. - that they have a right to choose what gender they want to be.  Parents who objected in court were over ruled by the judge, who cited the parents had no business, nor the qualifications to be dictating what constitutes education.  This is ONE story I wish I had the links to. I couldnt believe my ears. This story came out a scant few years ago on Tv and Radio broadcasts - secular and religious mediums.

I don't even want to talk - I might upchuck, I am soooo full. Theres not a lot to say, the eateries was the whole shebang.  I will confess something really sad. So don't tell anyone else ok. Not even the person standing next to you.

Dad was insisting on saying Blessings - and "now".  Grrrrrr - I needed to bathroom really bad. But no, he wanted to do this now. He's slipping I guess - in that everyone should be settled in at the table - or maybe I'm slipping. But the man doooo like to say grace so imagine how long saying / asking blessings over Thanksgiving Dinner was.

So there I was - my bladder about to go kablooey and he's just getting warmed up after 2 minutes (give me a break) and my eyes were closed not so much in reverence as it was concentrating on not piddling myself right there on the spot. All through the process I could not focus on his words - my own inner voice was drowning him out with a silent mantra.., "I got to pee - I got to pee - I got to pee - now!"

Finally - the words "Amen" I heard that one distinctly and fled like felon to the bathroom. Relief is not spelled R-O-L-A-I-D-S.., I promise you. It's spelled, "P-E-E-I-N-G   M-Y   B-R-A-I-N-S  O-U-T"

AHEM.., you may have noticed the player box in the left sidebar. Its all songs that I have sung myself - some of them are duets I did with Amy, Maxine and Rhonda - all three are my friends from Bix and accomplished singers, unlike myself. There maybe other duets added later with others. These songs are a potpourri of Rock, Country and some of it Gospel (no rap - I hate rap - rap is crap and not music). You can rate the songs, as the are displayed at the top when playing you'll see some stars - rate me as you please, I wont know who voted 1 star or all.

This is probably the best way for me to showcase my songs without making people feel forced to listen - and not clutter my blog entries past the textual clutter I make in blogginging.

Ok - thats all I gots ta say about that. As you you were - hasta lavista. Go back to your rat killing, you rodent killing savages.

I will be spending Thanksgiving here with the parents and my youngest brother. I never see my daughter on Thanksgiving Day or Xmas - the in-laws always take priority. But I'm good with that, a little miffed maybe, a little heart broke perhaps, but I can deal with it. But the worse possible thing that could possibly happen has reared its ugly head - a tragic epitaph on the scrolls what bear my life's history....,

My Satellite Tv is on the fritz! and will remain that way till Friday! OH THE HORROR!!! A Travesty gone completely awry! I held my Tv receiver box close and sobbed the night away. The poor piece of crap is about to go belly up. I looked into its sad pathetic little blinking green light trying to be brave.., thinking, 'you poor little thing - please don't go - we have so many more episodes to watch.., of, Smallville, Stargate Atlantis, Psych, Burn Notice.., and oh the old re-runs I dote on like The Rifleman, The Rockford Files, Star Trek.., and the cool educational shows on history, the mysteries of the universe, time travel sciences and oh so much more.'

Last I checked - its little green light is still aglow, as it struggles to be brave and maintain a picture - ok the picture looks a little psychedelic, partly washed out but its a sign its still with us.
**dave wipes a tear away - clearing throat** If it can just hang on till Friday.., till friday.

In the meantime - I'm pigging out on Thanksgiving!!!! YEAH!

On a more seriously note - we have a lot to be Thankful for - friends, family, pets, a roof over our heads, that at least for now we live in freedom. Oh and we have lots of cool Tv shows to watch - some of us do - some of us cant.

Announcing my new incredible D.A.B, system (Dog Always Behave)!!!!

Thats right! With this amazing device yuo just aim it at your dog's brain, press a button and invisible mind control rays penetrate your dog's skull and creates a state of cooperativeness in doggies brain.

Once your dog has been "cooperatized" you can tell Fido, to stay in the yard, to never jump on you, fix your sandwiches and cook your meals, and be still your beating heart.., cluck like a chicken!!! How many times have you wanted to make your dog cluck like a chicken!?  Countless times no doubt,

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WARNING: Husbands must not use this device on their wives. Once they figure out what you are doing, it could lead to sever injuries (broken bones, lacerations and cranial fractures).

DISCLAIMER:  DOES NOT WORK ON DOGS NOT NAMED FIDO. CHANGING CURRENT NAME TO FIDO MIGHT WORK BUT DOUBTFUL UNLESS YOU ARE CHANGING FIDO TO FIDO. IF YOU REALLY THINK THIS DEVICE WORKS I HAVE REAL-ESTATE IN DEATH VALLEY WITH AN TERRIFIC VIEW OF THE OCEAN AT A BARGAIN PRICE, YOU'LL LOVE IT! DEVICE WILL NOT WORK ON CERTAIN DOGS NAMED FIDO AND ONLY WORKS ON IMAGINARY DOGS NAMED FIDO.

If you heard I was away in Venezuela making deals with Emperor Hugo Chavez - It's SNOT true!  Is not true, rather. Ipso facto, pepto bizmo. The truth is.., erm.., I went to France. Contrary to popular belief, the national language is French, not Arabic - although I think there is some talk about switching to Davemanese but thats still being decided.

What was I doing there in France? I don't know. Last I remember is Bob (my E.T. friend) was visiting after I brought out my pain pills, took a few trips to the moon in his nifty 57 Chevy stylized interstellar space craft. See pictures last entry. Anyway I woke up staring up the skirts of the Awful Tower.  Have you seen that thing? Its just steel girders slapped together in some kind of sick A-Frame - maybe its the letter A in the French Alphabet. And the author had very very bad hand writing. Probably cursive. The French curse a lot ya know. Well.., they talk dirty anyway,

Then I fell asleep again and had a dream that I was writing all this down in my blog. And you were there, and you were there and ..., YOU were there and..., You wasn't there and then there was AbbyNormal wearing that backpack, hair back in a braided pony tail aiming a silencer at me and screaming "SHUT THE HELL UP!" Cause I think she is a afraid I will tell national trade secrets since Presidenté Bush confides a lot in me. No - Not THAT Bush - the other Bush - where they make beans and have a talking dog... yeah .. that Bush.  And Blues Brutha thought I was talking about a burning bush. Although that did happen once - I didnt like that bush and set it on fire and I was doing a lot of talking to that bush. "Die you stinking bush! Stare at me that way will ya? I show you!". It didn't say anything back, but thats ok - I don't get any arguments and certainly no screaming. If that had been a real person - that could have been embarassing. For me. "Yes Officer - I wanted to talk to a burning Bush just like Moses..., my neighbor should have changed his name. So its not really my fault, ya see?"

But thats not going to happen because I am not venturing near this blog to write anything because I don't wanna get sh..., hello? whats this warm running sensation running down my..., oh man!  Escuse me I have to go bathroom now.  My back is still killing me too. Im going back to bed now. After I go bathroom. Of course.