Ralph Nader is a waste of skin.
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I wish for all the cable news guys and self promoters and circus barkers and junior pundits and demagogues and craven opportunists with opinions on this to have feeding tubes inserted deep, deep into them. The horrors of a modern death are enough without all this braying hypocrisy.
City of Angeles Medical Center in L.A. and Kindred Hospital in La Mirada failed their JCAHO accreditation.
Failing “Joint” means you’re not really a hospital any more. It also means that patients should not go there. The medical equivalent of warm potato salad and cockroaches in the root beer is going on, folks.
I worked at a hospital and went through accreditation with “the Joint”. It’s not easy to get a perfect score, but not passing is bad. As in crossing the streams bad.
Consider yourselves warned.
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I started out to write a self-analytical bit about my own failures and how to amend them, and then realized that this kind of journaling is one of said failures. So you just read a meta-failure.
I’m taking a week off in May, partly to go up to SF to see Gang of Four on the 2nd, but generally to clear my head if possible. I hope to spend a couple of days idling on the Central Coast in the SLO area, and otherwise no idea. I should go out in the desert and photograph the wildflowers, as they’re exceptional this year. Suggestions welcome. No, I’m not going up to Portland! I don’t have enough time for that if I’m going to do anything else.
Last night as I was looking up at the wind slapping the palm trees around I realized that I need trees around me. If I don’t have a tree break occasionally I get unhappy. What’s that about, I wonder?
Emergency dispatchers get to deal with everything: murder, rape, fires, heart attacks, robberies, hysterical victims, and… sociopathic soccer moms.
Orange County Sheriffs Office 911 call, San Clemente (2.4M .wma file).
All units 10-3 your traffic until further notice, Code Burger in San Clemente, repeat Code Burger…
I just got an MLM spam in babelfished French. Best quotes:
Comment employer “win-win” strategique pour votre success est virtually guaranteed par les associations avec mille d’autres vendeurs onlines.
Troisieme: The USA TODAY a reporte que 170,000 hommes nous ajoutent chaque 24 heures. Beacoup des hommes intelligents deviennent riches a l’aide de l’Internet. C’est un commencement!
D. Kukkee du Canada dit que sa vie change quand il comprend la simplicite du process automatique proposant par FrancePay Powerline systeme. Mon reve est realite. Merci beacoup a FrancePay.
At least where I live, the wealthy children of the middle class have embraced rockabilly “white trash” style, big tattoos, 1961 tough guy facial hair, pimp and hooker and stripper outfits, and chopped fifties cars now pretty much totally. From a subculture it has become the culture for late teen/early 20s kids with money who want to annoy their parents.
It probably works pretty well. I ran across a nude and tattooed picture of a FOAF on myspace and after my initial appreciation for the arrangement of the pixels I thought “wow.. I wonder what her dad is drinking if he knows about this?”
The last time I can remember rockabilly/greaser culture being the dominant one around here was in 1981 or so, when we were waging little wars under an aw-shucks brylcreemed president.. hey! Now I don’t have to ask any of you to deconstruct this!
March onwards, freedom hookers and victory pimps!
These are our current bullet points and talking points. Let’s all remember to stay on message and keep focused as we move ahead. Key issues for this month are:
If they get probation it’s The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll all over again, though.
Chicago poet turns out to be Massachusetts murderer.
And gets a date.. or something.
iPods + lonely Irish people + internet = WHAT?
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