cookie-lady's Blog

What kind of man has to discredit others to make himself feel better and sell books?  Well, if you are a Yankee fan, you already know the answer...Jose Canseco.

In his latest tyrant, Canseco claims that he introduced Alex Rodriguez [3b-NYY] to a steroid distributer.  While Canseco does not come right down to accusing A-Rod of juicing, he plants a bad seed in the mind of the reader in an effort to bring A-Rod down, just as he has attempted to bring down Roger Clemens and others.

Well, this time, it ain't gonna work!

All of us have been to parties or events where people are introduced to others.  Big deal!  It doesn't mean anything.  It's not like A-Rod sought out this person.  It wasn't  a party arranged to match up potential buyers like a Tupperware party!  For goodness sake!  It was a gathering during the holidays, that's it, nothing more.

Canseco should be ashamed of himself!  What is he doing to America's favorite pastime?  Answer: he is doing all he can to make money, and in doing so, he is making a mockery of the game to a degree, and ruining the lives of many good players.

This time Canseco is way off base.  A-Rod does not appear to be a juicer; he's thin and fit and he still has a neck!  If you look at athletes and others that have admitted to steroid use, they are abnormally bulky in the legs and the real telling feature to me, they have no neck.  Case in point Lyle Alzado, who admitted to juicing and eventually paid the price for using by ruining his health which led to his death at age 43.  Look at pictures of Alzado and you will see it, no neck.

Personally, I am sick of Canseco and his tattle-tale behavior.  He's not the cop of MLB!  Just who does he think he is!?  Why is he doing this?  Is it because his own career stunk so bad that his MLB career was over in 2001?  Is it because he can't seem to get enough votes to get him on the ballot for the Hall of Fame?  Maybe it's because the only way he could get back into baseball was in the minor-minor league organization Golden Baseball League, and specifically, in 2006, with a team called the San Diego Dawgs.

Canseco has become a bitter [sort of old] man, jealous and vindictive.  Someone's got to stop him and get him to shut his trap. 

If there is a baseball God in heaven, he will bring Canseco to task, and get him out of baseball once and for all. 

Canseco's behavior is an atrocity, an abomination, a disgrace. Maybe he's PMS-ing!  He's worse than a third rate movie critic reviewing a b-movie.  Truly a loser.

JOSE, if you are out there, for the love of the game, shut up already and for goodness sake, GET SOME HELP!  There are plenty of medications out there that can help you!  A little Prozac may get you over the rough times that have brought you to this dark place in your life.  That and maybe some good friends.  Oh, wait....you have no friends...you strung them all up in front of America and Congress.

It's almost a year now.  I decided that I would go to a local dentist rather than commuting back to LA to see my lifelong dentist as I've done for 15 years.

Mistake!

After a year of surgery and drilling, I am no closer to being finished with this dental work then I was the day I walked in!  At first, I thought it was neat that the dentist was a perfectionist, but  after seeing my permanent crowns being sent back to the lab a ridiculous sixth time, I am starting to wonder.

I have paid the dentist over 20k!!!  Still, I have nothing to show except bad temporaries that keep falling out. 

What can I do?  I am sick of this!  I have no way of knowing if the dentist is just really incompetent or if it is the lab screwing up, but I think having had to pay "up front" for the work and seeing no lasting results so far is wrong.

Any ideas my blogging buddies?

It's been 40 long days of Lent, laying low and holding to my commitment of not blogging [my Lenten promise], but with Easter, joy, and now I am restored!  Now I blog again!

Since I last blogged, much has changed in our community.  What is this world coming to?  No doubt we are all are feeling a pinch in our wallets, if not yet, each of us will before long.  Which brings me to the question:  At what price, freedom?

From where I am, I don't see an oil shortage driving the cost of a barrel to record highs of upwards of $110; all I see is greed.  Well, I'll be darned if I will let the thieves ruin my life.

While we can each take a stand and drive less, we're still going to see the price of oil affecting us in costs that are passed along to the end consumer.  From the supermarket to air fares, the rising price of oil will be something not one of us can escape.

So, I ask...At what price, freedom?

Short of developing community co-ops that would allow us to trade and barter among ourselves for goods and services, what can we do to thwart skyrocketing costs that are on the horizon?

If we encourage Congress to push for a bill that would allow drilling in ANWR [Alaskan National Wildlife Refuge] it might help, but there hasn't been a refinery built in the United States in over 30 years, so how would we manage and refine crude oil?  It's a nice idea, but it's too little, too late. 

We should have been looking at this decades ago as we were setting ourselves up to be oil junkies at the mercy of a bunch of Middle Eastern countries who ruthlessly realize oil to be our Achilles Heel and have no mercy when it comes to a commodity they know we are willing to pay for.

How much is too much?  What price will be the straw that breaks the proverbial camel's back when it comes to fuel?

I am sick of it.  I am flipping mad, too.  But, even if I take a stand and start riding the bus or taking my bike on shorter trips, it will have little impact.  How long will it be before the cost of fuel is reflected in the cost of a can of soup or a new suit? 

The rising cost of fuel is already being passed on to the consumer in airfares, with airlines tacking on a fuel surcharge of between $10-50 on each ticket.  Our domestic carriers are feeling the pinch and just when they were finally rebounding from the associated problems that followed September 11th.

We need to find a solution and it needs to make a lasting impression on our economy and answers the question: At what price, freedom?  We already know the cost of bondage to oil producing countries.  It's time to figure a way out of our dependence on Middle East oil.

Heaven help us!  We have got to find a way out of this mess!

Well, after a ton of soul searching, I have decided to put blogging on the list of things I will give up for Lent.

It has become such a fun and meaningful part of my day, so giving it up will be significant in my commitment to my faith.  It's not a requirement of my faith, it's more of a discipline so that one can focus on the last 40 days of Christ's earthy life and the journey to His death on the Cross and His Resurrection from the grave, celebrated on Easter Day.

I will miss you all!  Keep on blogging and I hope to see lots of your blogs on Fox 35 News!

See you on Easter!  In the meantime....happy Valentine's and St. Patrick's Day!

The brave young men and women that serve our country in the nation's military, do so for very little pay and a lot of risk. The perks are few and far between for them.

Question, if they are old enough to serve our country shouldn't they be old enough to be served an adult beverage even if under the legal drinking age of 21?

Certainly, I don't want to encourage the use or abuse of alcohol, but if one of these kids wants a beer, I think they should be allowed to have it.

What do you think and why?

Why this hoopla over early voting?

It seems like a sin to me.  Just about like opening presents for Christmas Day, or finding out the gender before your baby is born.

It just seems wrong!

What do you think?

It's time to lay it on the table....show all my cards...I love Fox 35 Orlando and in particular, myfoxorlando.com/blogs.

Every week, we have the chance to vote for Pet of the week, Baby of the week, Cool School of the week, so why not go one step further and have a Blogger of the week?  It makes perfect sense to me.  We spend a lot of time [maybe too much] reading each other's posts, and frankly, you all are not only entertaining, you're downright smart!

What do you think my fellow bloggers? Wouldn't that be sort of fun?

Keep on blogging!

Mine is a house of 1 mutt cat and a big stupid labrador mix dog.  Both are animals that we adopted as older pets that people just did not want any longer.

The cat, Elvis, 13 years old now, knows what she wants and knows how to get it.  She is a wonderful pet.  Fearless, for the most part, and loving to the degree a cat can be.  Elvis will see that someone is working on a laptop and manage to squeeze between the computer and the person to create a place where she can be properly fussed over and stroked.

The dog, Casey, about 8 years old, is a pleaser.  We don't know why anyone would give a dog like this up! She is an oaf of a dog, about 85 pounds of joy.  All she wants to do is play ball, anytime of the day or night.  We learned quickly that this dog has certain words that trigger her to action.  Even spelling the word "ball" and she is grabbing one from her basket and heading toward the door.  The dog listens well and behaves with such great discipline!  Why would someone give this dog up?  A year and a half since we brought her home, still not a minute worth of trouble.

What's the truth about cats and dogs?

Cats are smart enough to get what they want without giving in.  Dogs, on the other hand, just want to please their master.  Cats seek affection on their own terms, dogs seek any affection they can get, anytime.

Cats have a lot of self-control, dogs....not so much.  When it's feeding time, a full bowl of food set out for a cat will last many hours.  Cats will enjoy a little food, go off and rest awhile and then return for another snack later.  Set out a bowl of food for a dog and it is consumed quickly...WOOFed down!  Dogs just don't seem to be able to plan ahead.

They say that cats can't be trained to do tricks, but my cat does somersaults on command and will politely reach up and take a piece of food off the table with her paw.  The dog, well, the dog is able to do most anything that involves a ball.

So what is the truth about dogs?  We are their masters.  And cats?  We are definitely their servants.

What do you think?  Just wondering!