And An Ordinary Life Continues.....

Back from Denver. By the second day I'd learned how to navigate the public transportation from our hotel out to National Jewish--a piece of cake! So many people take the busses and trains in Denver and it seems to work well. I never did figure out what to do with the little piece of paper the bus driver gave me but once I figured out where the fare went and where to get off the bus, the system seemed to work very efficiently.

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The news from the doctor was good: no further lung damage. Now I play the waiting game for the lab results--it should be about 8 weeks. That is the real report card.

Going through security at Stapleton was a mess. This time we got herded into a line where they were testing a new security device. It was a little "phone booth" that blew air at you. The air was strong enough to blow my blouse nearly over my head--sort of the device used for those old cheesecake photos of starlets having their skirts blown up from sidewalk grates.

The sneaky part of this line was victims were NOT supposed to remove their shoes so this slowed the line down even more since we're all programmed to take off our shoes. So---shoes had to be put back on, into the air-hissing phone booth, out the other door, and then see if your carry on had passed security.

Once again, mine did not. I got quite the lecture--only ONE baggie allowed, ONE quart size only, and if I didn't get with the program I was going to have to watch a video on clearing security. I was so discouraged I couldn't even start singing "My Country 'Tis of Thee." Besides, when I started singing going through security in Seattle, my mother had wadded up her boarding pass and stuffed it in my mouth. No one was happy with having to unwad a damp boarding pass and touch that!

Today is October 3rd. The Congress passed the so-called bail-out bill. In my opinion, today marks the end of the United States as we thought it was. We have slid over the line into socialism and the sad part is that I think most people want it. The dream has begun morphing into the nightmare and the grand experiment is over. There is a grieving process beginning.

In this so-called economic crisis we signed escrow papers. I doubt there will be any government help in lowering our principle or our interest rates. Alas, the people have discovered they can vote themselves funds. The takers will continue to take and the politicians will continue to pillage. Watch who gets this $800 billion rip-off. It won't be you and me. No one will go to jail; no one will forfeit their gross rip-offs at taxpayers' expense; no one will be held accountable. And, even worse, no one will even feel ashamed. They might as well be Catholic bishops.

Finit.