Answers. I need answers.

question

 

Ah, I have so many questions.  I’m hoping SOMEONE can provide me with some answers!  lol  So let’s get started:

  1.   Patrick Kane.  He’s all the news right now, due to a “chain of custody” snafu.  Or is it?  Some say yes, some say no.  Which leads to MORE questions.  It is no longer a question of did he or didn’t he.  It is now a question of whether or not the rape kit was compromised in some way.  Which muddles things up.  Is that intentional?  But it was the accuser’s attorney that called a press conference.  Why?  I just don’t get it.  Will this affect the Blackhawk’s play?  Will they win the coveted cup again?

2.  Dancing With the Stars.  Is it just me, or are these dances wayyyyyy shorter than in previous seasons?  Is this way they have TWO dances in Week 2?  I have to say, I think I prefer longer dances.  You just get into the dance, and they butcher the song ending to cut it short, and the dance is over!  So many dances have ended with silence cause it is so short.  I don’t like it.  Don’t like it at all.  Geez.  And could someone please tape Paula Deen’s butter mouth shut?  Please?  Sheesh.  She’s starting to make me root for Gary Busey during the eliminations!

3.  2Cellos.  At first I didn’t think they were coming back to Chicago.  I really didn’t pay attention to their tour schedule after that.  Or the Chicago Theatre alerts that I got for Presale codes.  I found out on the last day of Presale that they WERE coming, next April.  So I quickly went on the website to get tickets.  I was disappointed at my seats and was kicking myself for not getting tickets sooner, but glad I was still able to get them during Presale.  The next day, when the tickets went on sale to the general public, I went online to check again.  Imagine my surprise when I discovered there were MUCH BETTER tickets available!  So I kept checking every day.  Finally, a week later, all the good tickets are gone.  I was sorely tempted to buy another set of tickets, but I just couldn’t pull the trigger, because I kept thinking maybe something better would come up.  Oh well.  But don’t you think it SUCKS that my Presale wasn’t worth anything good?  But I went on StubHub, and it seems that people buy up huge blocks of tickets and then sell them for a profit.  Not fair.  Not fair at all.

4.  G.I. Joe Glinewiecz..  Our community police office shot dead about a month ago.  We STILL do not have any answers.  The police just keep talking in riddles.  Many speculations and rumors abound.  Nothing has been settled.  I feel sorry for his poor family.  Why all this delay?  What is going on?

5.  And finally……is Jon Snow really dead?

 

P.S.  Thanks to the person who read like 60 posts this past weekend.  Whoever you are!

 

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September 11, 2001 Redux September 11, 2015

Wow. I remember it so clearly, like it happened yesterday.  Probably because it was during one of the worst times of my life.

My husband had up and left me for another woman without any warning right beforehand.  So every year I get to remember, revisit, redream.  It sucks.  But at least I will never forget.

On Sept. 11th I was at work, crying in my office, as I had done for the past few weeks.  My internet alerted a flashing news story, and I watched the pictures of the first plane’s aftermath online.  I had a real bad feeling.  So bad that I stopped crying.

When the second plane hit, I knew it for what it was.  Everybody crowded around in front of computers, watching the story unfold.  One of the girls brought in a small TV to watch it on.  I was starting to get scared, and wondering if I should talk to the bosses about sending people home.  It seemed like everyone in Chicago had gone home.  But the big boss came out of his office, and told us to shut off the TV and for everybody to get back to work.  What a patriot, huh?  Asshole.

I went home alone, to an empty house, scared.  I was so scared I didn’t want to watch it on TV anymore.  I went and sat in the back yard with the dogs, and rocked back and forth in my chair.  I saw my ex drive by down the road with his new girlfriend in the car, and I had the uncharitable thought that I wished it was him in the WTC instead of some other decent person.  Then the Catholic school girl guilt kicked in and I felt bad.  So instead I wished it was me.  That’s what the Catholic school did to me.  Ha.

Anyway, I got through it.  We all did.  We all bucked up and became stronger for it.  I got divorced a couple of weeks later, and got used to taking off my shoes in an airport.  It was a sad time for us all.

By the time the one year anniversary rolled around, I was no longer sad, but mad.  Mad about both things.  So I wrote a poem about it.  I published it on the one year anniversary, and have posted it in some form or fashion every year since.  It helps remind me of where I was in that heartbreaking moment.  Here it is again:

The anniversary of 9/11

Twin Towers
Two twin towers were standing tall.
Two twin towers were about to fall.
Twas Sept. 11th, a beautiful day,
Tho I did not know it. I couldn’t find my way.
My mind was clouded, my heart was shattered.
My husband had left me ….. I felt battered.
My life was over, my heart was aching,
I could almost feel my spirit breaking.
I selfishly thought nothing was worse than this pain,
Little did I know what was to happen, again.
Two twin towers were standing tall.
Two twin towers were about to fall.
Evil had come to visit us that day.
Evil was here, and here to stay.
Evil reared back and rose its ugly head,
Evil wouldn’t be happy unless we were dead.
Evil looked around, and Evil was jealous.
Evil licked his lips, Evil was zealous.
Evil wanted to bring the U.S. down,
Evil picked New York as his target town.
Two twin towers were standing tall.
Two twin towers were about to fall.
Our planes would become weapons of destruction,
Evil thought nothing would become an obstruction.
But there was something that Evil didn’t know…
How Americans loved their country so.
We rallied around, we held our heads high.
Even as we mourned and our eyes did cry.
Our heroes were everywhere, even in the sky.
We shook our heads, and we asked WHY?
Two twin towers were standing tall.
Two twin towers were about to fall.
Something inside of me sparked that day,
And a guiding light was showing me the way.
My personal troubles were bad, that was true.
But nothing compared to the Red, White and Blue.
So I dried off my tears,
I shrugged off my fears.
I stood tall, I stood proud.
Courage took over, it shouted out loud.
Everyone knows that Evil lurks within,
But we will not falter and let Evil win.
We will guard our land, we will guard our skies,
Until once again, peace resides.
Two twin towers went crashing down.
Two twin towers collapsed into the ground.