Are you saying he shouldn't have to pay so much to shoot a lion?REPO Man wrote:Responded to this post on Willam Belli's Facebook with:
And in less than 48 hours already got 56 likes and two responses.Some people. If I wasn't such a fucking sweetheart I'd just say fuck it all and become a misanthrope. But my heart's too sweet for that, and I just love the tooth-melting little fucker. But seriously there are people who work two jobs and live in abject poverty and this asshole blows 55g's to kill a lion? Karma's gonna ream him with a red-hot fireplace poker sideways for that shit.
What Made you Smile/What Ticked you off Today?
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Any chance of buying them through you, so we can get them autographed?
Let strength be granted, so the world might be mended...so the world might be mended.
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Autographs lowers the original value, so I'd go with buying in bulk.Stark wrote: Any chance of buying them through you, so we can get them autographed?
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: Had "box holders" today so it was another long one. At least the humidity was down though and I packed plenty of water so I wasn't wiped out before I finished.
: Ended up locking my keys in the post office one accident when I was unloading my vehicle and since I was the last one there I ended up having to call my boss to let me back in . Definitely going to make sure I have my keys in hand next time I walk out those doors .
: Got some stupid teenagers vandalizing the neighborhood again. Tuesday night they were screwing with peoples lights putting paper bags over yard lights, and changing the angles on a few peoples flood lights. Then last night they decided to try and break into my neighbors car 
. So anyways I guess I'm going to make a habit of walking the dog around the block a couple of times at night now to hopefully scare them off before they do something stupid or get themselves shot. Someone said one of the morons was packing a gun as well so one of my elderly neighbors who I help out all the time has got some security cameras she wants me to install sometime. Think I saw the two idiots screwing around in the trees behind my house a few days ago if it's the same guys they are maybe 15-16 years old.
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^Loud noises will scare them away. Set off your car alarm or even a loud cow bell (yes, i said cow bell) will have them running. Even shouting works. And if you want to fo the extra mile (I do) set off some firecrackers.
Smile: These Guys:
Threw a Birthday Party for a friend at their house last night.
Swear to God I might live in the only house in NC that doesn't have a picture of a lighthouse somewhere in it. It's as if it is required by law to have something lighthouse themed in your home.
Smile: These Guys:
Threw a Birthday Party for a friend at their house last night.
Swear to God I might live in the only house in NC that doesn't have a picture of a lighthouse somewhere in it. It's as if it is required by law to have something lighthouse themed in your home.
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Smile:
"Ok so I am ready to share more about my time in DC celebrating the 40th Anniversary of VSA and the 25th Anniversary of the American's with Disabilities Act passing but can't do it without writing basically a book. Are you ready?
I HAVE to start this story with the beginning of winning Miss Iowa. At that time I was asked to go on most national news programs to be interviewed but decided to politely decline because my message going into Miss America was "I am just like you." Also, I was incredibly insulted to have been tagged someone with a "disability." I saw no part of the word disability within my abilities.
Well with two years now passed of constant chatter about having one hand, a lot has changed. Mainly, I am NOT just like you. But I am proud of that fact.
A few weeks after winning Miss Iowa I was asked to ride a 50 mile day of Ragbri (an legendary Iowa bike ride) with an Adaptive Sports Iowa. This experience was the start of my change. A majority of the team was wheelchair bound so they rode the race as hand cyclists. As I got to know these amazing humans, my heart started to change. Their happiness to represent the word "disability" truly struck a chord with me. I decided after that experience that if my new friends took on the tag "disability" with such pride...I would too for I was nothing but honored to be associated with them.
Fast forward a few months to my time at Miss America. Although I delighted in the term disability now, I still was extremely turned off by the extra attention I was receiving from national news outlets. All I wanted was to be "one of the girls" and to compete along side them without any perceived advantage. I still had a lot to learn about myself.
So Miss America came and went and left a chapter of my life that to me will always feel unfinished. I finished out my year as Miss Iowa attending disability/amputee camps all over the country. I LOVED meeting the kids but in general I was left with a very sour taste in my mouth for mothers. YES, MOTHERS. I watched mother after mother after mother instilling shame into their child for looking different. I watched mother after mother after mother let their kids use their disability as an excuse to NO DO things as oppose to learning to adapt in a different way. AND I watched mother after mother after mother speak for their child when it is their CHILD'S job to answer for themselves.
Now stay with me. Don't be angry at me yet. The story continues.
I left Miss Iowa with relationships to amazing groups who celebrated difference and adaptability but on the whole I felt very disconnected to most families I had interacted with. This was MY fault. I had closed myself off to listening to parents as I was too prideful (in a bad way) to accept the emotions THEY were experiencing in accordance to their child's difference. So I needed to fix that.
The year coming out of Miss Iowa I connected one on one with family after family. I traveled form Boston to San Fransisco and everywhere in between. The difference was that I decided to listen to the parents and try to understand their point of view. I tried to happily answer their questions. Most importantly, I tried to connect my new found sense of pride to their limb different kiddos. I am not going to lie, this year of travel was exhausting and many times I questioned why I was doing it. BUT it was SO important for me to dine with these families, to be welcomed into their homes, and to build a personal relationship with them. It was important because it softened my heart to the idea that pride for the word disability can/will be found you just have to help people get there. Just as my experiences had lead me to my pride.
This is were the celebrating begins: Last week I was able to be a part of the #25/40celebration in Washington DC. While there I was able to meet and have conversation with AMAZING humans. I had an awesome conversations with Senator Harkin, chairman of the Kennedy Center Board, Chairman of the VSA Advisory Board, Senior advisor to the President, Valerie Jarrett, a Kennedy family member, a Bush family member, multiple disabled artists, a man who was instrumental in conceiving and drafting the ADA, Executive director & chairman of the National Council on Disability, and (my personal favorite who I have a picture with below) Judy Woodruff. All of these people not only deal with the word disability daily, they celebrate it...and more importantly they fight for us. These are the people who are at the forefront of change when it comes to the perceptions of being a person living with a disability.
I stood in awe as person after person talked about how they had given their life work to make sure I had the rights I deserve. These are the people I have to thank. These are the people who are not only proud of the word disability but they celebrate it.
Everyone has their own opinion on the word disability but let me put in my two cents: After spending a weekend with those who fight daily for people like me....I am nothing but so proud to be the next generation taking on their fight. I was only 57 days old when the Americans with Disabilities Act passed. I do not know what it is like to live in a world were the government isn't on my side. I am so thankful for these human & could not be more proud to be a person who claims the word DISABLED. I am adaptable, the world treats me differently, and part of my life's "job" (weather I like it or not) is to educate others on my level of capability. I have hundreds of friends all over the country who experience the same situations I do daily and that group identifies as disabled. So, I am happily, joyfully, loudly going to celebrate MY community.
Find your pride. Celebrate it. Mother, father, kid, I don't care what you are but the word disability isn't shameful. It is something to celebrate and I do so thanks to those who fought for my rights." _ Nicole Kelly
"Ok so I am ready to share more about my time in DC celebrating the 40th Anniversary of VSA and the 25th Anniversary of the American's with Disabilities Act passing but can't do it without writing basically a book. Are you ready?
I HAVE to start this story with the beginning of winning Miss Iowa. At that time I was asked to go on most national news programs to be interviewed but decided to politely decline because my message going into Miss America was "I am just like you." Also, I was incredibly insulted to have been tagged someone with a "disability." I saw no part of the word disability within my abilities.
Well with two years now passed of constant chatter about having one hand, a lot has changed. Mainly, I am NOT just like you. But I am proud of that fact.
A few weeks after winning Miss Iowa I was asked to ride a 50 mile day of Ragbri (an legendary Iowa bike ride) with an Adaptive Sports Iowa. This experience was the start of my change. A majority of the team was wheelchair bound so they rode the race as hand cyclists. As I got to know these amazing humans, my heart started to change. Their happiness to represent the word "disability" truly struck a chord with me. I decided after that experience that if my new friends took on the tag "disability" with such pride...I would too for I was nothing but honored to be associated with them.
Fast forward a few months to my time at Miss America. Although I delighted in the term disability now, I still was extremely turned off by the extra attention I was receiving from national news outlets. All I wanted was to be "one of the girls" and to compete along side them without any perceived advantage. I still had a lot to learn about myself.
So Miss America came and went and left a chapter of my life that to me will always feel unfinished. I finished out my year as Miss Iowa attending disability/amputee camps all over the country. I LOVED meeting the kids but in general I was left with a very sour taste in my mouth for mothers. YES, MOTHERS. I watched mother after mother after mother instilling shame into their child for looking different. I watched mother after mother after mother let their kids use their disability as an excuse to NO DO things as oppose to learning to adapt in a different way. AND I watched mother after mother after mother speak for their child when it is their CHILD'S job to answer for themselves.
Now stay with me. Don't be angry at me yet. The story continues.
I left Miss Iowa with relationships to amazing groups who celebrated difference and adaptability but on the whole I felt very disconnected to most families I had interacted with. This was MY fault. I had closed myself off to listening to parents as I was too prideful (in a bad way) to accept the emotions THEY were experiencing in accordance to their child's difference. So I needed to fix that.
The year coming out of Miss Iowa I connected one on one with family after family. I traveled form Boston to San Fransisco and everywhere in between. The difference was that I decided to listen to the parents and try to understand their point of view. I tried to happily answer their questions. Most importantly, I tried to connect my new found sense of pride to their limb different kiddos. I am not going to lie, this year of travel was exhausting and many times I questioned why I was doing it. BUT it was SO important for me to dine with these families, to be welcomed into their homes, and to build a personal relationship with them. It was important because it softened my heart to the idea that pride for the word disability can/will be found you just have to help people get there. Just as my experiences had lead me to my pride.
This is were the celebrating begins: Last week I was able to be a part of the #25/40celebration in Washington DC. While there I was able to meet and have conversation with AMAZING humans. I had an awesome conversations with Senator Harkin, chairman of the Kennedy Center Board, Chairman of the VSA Advisory Board, Senior advisor to the President, Valerie Jarrett, a Kennedy family member, a Bush family member, multiple disabled artists, a man who was instrumental in conceiving and drafting the ADA, Executive director & chairman of the National Council on Disability, and (my personal favorite who I have a picture with below) Judy Woodruff. All of these people not only deal with the word disability daily, they celebrate it...and more importantly they fight for us. These are the people who are at the forefront of change when it comes to the perceptions of being a person living with a disability.
I stood in awe as person after person talked about how they had given their life work to make sure I had the rights I deserve. These are the people I have to thank. These are the people who are not only proud of the word disability but they celebrate it.
Everyone has their own opinion on the word disability but let me put in my two cents: After spending a weekend with those who fight daily for people like me....I am nothing but so proud to be the next generation taking on their fight. I was only 57 days old when the Americans with Disabilities Act passed. I do not know what it is like to live in a world were the government isn't on my side. I am so thankful for these human & could not be more proud to be a person who claims the word DISABLED. I am adaptable, the world treats me differently, and part of my life's "job" (weather I like it or not) is to educate others on my level of capability. I have hundreds of friends all over the country who experience the same situations I do daily and that group identifies as disabled. So, I am happily, joyfully, loudly going to celebrate MY community.
Find your pride. Celebrate it. Mother, father, kid, I don't care what you are but the word disability isn't shameful. It is something to celebrate and I do so thanks to those who fought for my rights." _ Nicole Kelly
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Good for you. I don't have one either (because, IMO, they are incredibly tacky).Luke wrote:Swear to God I might live in the only house in NC that doesn't have a picture of a lighthouse somewhere in it. It's as if it is required by law to have something lighthouse themed in your home.
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I'll have to get you to sign a copy.
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They can be awesome. Like Bigfoot, "I swear I've seen'um!.prfsnl_gmr wrote: Good for you. I don't have one either (because, IMO, they are incredibly tacky).
But usually they're pretty terrible. Like Target clearance terrible.