Mama….Don’t Feed Me to John Brennan
Nobody Wins
Confession: I am not particularly fond of New Year’s Eve. I’m glad it’s over. You can ignore birthdays…you can look in the mirror every birthday and say things like “Hey, I don’t look so bad for 108! I’m at least still standing, and don’t look a day over 75!
Yes, you can always lie on your birthday, but not when it comes to the New Year. You can’t deny…you are now in the NEXT year. You cannot deny, you ARE a year older. Damn.
But there is one thing that really bugged me over the holiday weekend. Well…actually two, but let’s stick with the simple one first…maybe this has happened to you:
I get tired of eating the same thing for lunch…so I decided to buy one of those frozen lunch dinners…and so, I saw the cover (see cover) and that looked GOOD! Shrimp Fried Rice…No fat! My goodness…look at all that shrimp. And lots of peas. And a lady that looked just like a grandmother from Italy with the words saying.
“Let Mama Feed You”
Okay! I tried it. I tried Mama Michelina’s Shrimp Fried Rice. And Mama, we have a problem:
Dear Mamma Michelina
Imagine my surprise when I opened up my much anticipated lunch, savoring the thought of your delicious looking shrimp on the cover of your frozen food entry, and Mama…I’m sorry, but you forgot to put in the shrimp.
Actually, I did find ONE shrimp, about the size of a herbies virus. In fact, it was so small, I thought it might be a discolored pea. You also left out the peas. I counted one shrimp, and four peas so small, I wasn’t sure I should eat them for fear they were diseased.
I have EAR wax bigger than those peas.
Rice…oh there was a bit of that. All in all Mamma, I really don’t want you to ever feed me again.
Sincerely,
Nobody you would want to know.
Nobody Wins when your local food market is stocked with frozen foods with great looking pictures on the boxes, which do not contain actual food.
And so, people eat this stuff, and in about 10 minutes they are starving (because there really was no food to be found) and so they eat whatever happens to get them through to supper, which in my case was chewy chocolate chips cookies.
No wonder American is fat.
Now…in a completely different subject (or not, considering Mama ripped me off) Obama has appointed John Brennan to be the CIA director. (Another fine American rip-off.)
From WND—-
One of the FBI’s former top experts on Islam has announced that President Obama’s pick to head the Central Intelligence Agency, John Brennan, converted to Islam years ago in Saudi Arabia.
As WND has reported, former FBI Islam expert John Guandolo has long warned that the federal government is being infiltrated by members of the radical Muslim Brotherhood. But Guandolo now warns that by appointing Brennan to CIA director, Obama has not only chosen a man “naïve” to these infiltrations, but also picked a candidate who is himself a Muslim.
Great: Our CIA Director is a Muslim.
I hope he eats mama Michelina.
Why We Should NOT Wire Our Brains to Computers…
Nobody Wonders
Somehow I have lost my WordPress site. I’m not sure what’s happening, but I will try to resolve it as soon as I can.
And yes, I’m VERY cranky about this.
And to think, they want to wire our brains to these things.
About
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.
You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
Joyanna Adams
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