When terrorist are fat white women from Nebraska

When fat white women from Nebraska fly into a building, we are going to be put on a NO Fly list. All fat white women from Nebraska will need to be searched before boarding a plane.
Will I whine about it at the airport? Will I start a political campaign about it?
Hell no! I will allow the search so I can board a plane. Because I won't have a bomb hidden anywhere. I will denounce my fat white sisters who flew into a building. We throw out our bad apples. I see no denouncing of the Muslims from the muslim American sisters(are there any?). Sometimes a scum builds up on the top of the melting pot. We need to skim that off. Yes, your scarf offends me, just as my blubber offends you. And then there is that perfume you are wearing.......

Therein lies the rub

Candidate Hackleman has been blogging about the current council making a profit off of the city, and that they should not be allowed to bid on city services. I actually agree with him....to a point. My father (councilman Van Vleet) is one of the fellas they are upset with, as he owns many companies here in Sidney. The city chose to do business with his companies, PO in hand they entered his establishment wanting to purchase, iron, flag, etc.

This looks bad for dad! But wait a minute....Did he bid? No. Did he make a profit?
No. City items were sold at or below cost. The rub would be: did he PROFIT?

No, he did not.

Don't get me wrong, we all get angry and go for the jugulars, (I am the worst at it)
But there comes a time when we need to take a step back and find out what we are really mad about, and what can we REALLY change. I get the most angry with my dad and the city. I am always asking WHY! It is super hard to learn that we can not change what is. That there are often underlying issues attached. When I am mad, and I want to see changes (city streets, city utilities, city employee benefits) Bob is the man who stands behind those depts. He stands behind his inability to speak of city employees.

As a conservative I find it hard to justify the massive spending this community has taken on in the last 5 years....then that gets thrown in my face that "you just want to see this community fail" or "you hate libraries and schools".

Here is the cold truth...I just hate my high taxes and high utility bills. I hate the holes in the street, I hate the crumbling curbs, I hate how much it cost to repair 1 block of road. I hate my city utility bills always going up and never going down. As a blond, I can not understand why those bills can't go down, after all, Cabela's has brought many new people to Sidney, (big house on the hill people)
so I feel like we have increased our tax payer base, and in the long run, utilities should have come down. But Noooooooooo. They get extra money in the coffers and the money goes out to needed vehicles. When, I ask you, will the money ever come back to us? When will they choose to NOT hire someone, NOT buy something and give back to us?
Now I know these are stupid questions, as my dad always gives me the "look", but this is my blog, and I just wonder why.

I never seem to like the answers to my questions.

I think I am an answer hater. OMG!

The Bat Cave

My cave, my safe place where I can rant. These are simply MY opinions. They make me feel better when I am down. I can be as batty as I want to be. Please come rant with me about the things we can not change.

Public figures

Let us take a step back and breath. When someone in your family is running a political race, I really do not think it is fair to go after their family. I know in the heat of the moment, words get said, and some times the only answer is "oh yea? Well f.u.2! I feel like they should not be judged by what a family member does.
I know when one of my family members did something wrong, the only answer was to disown them. Cut them off. Never speak to them again. Sometimes when the crowd is gathering outside your door the only thing you can do is kill your child and throw them out to the crowd. That is what they want you know. They want blood. It is a sad reminder that the world has gone crazy. I do not know any family that can withstand that pressure. My heart goes out to a father today.

Personal note to that father: Just love them, they make mistakes, they are human.

The question that makes no sense....

Below you will find a question I posted on
"Hackleman for council" site. I think it was a fair question! A nonymous thinks it's ok to poop on my question, and they LOVE printing my real name so EVERYONE knows who I am. Can you get any lower? Now I ask you, does it seem as if I am being stalked? This is a blog site to ask questions, Did I not ask a question?
I guess since I am the daughter of a councilman, it makes my questions null & void.
hmmmm.


What if there were a conflict between economic dev and what is best for the city? Would Gary choose the side of the City? Or the Developement?
(In my Judy Tenuta voice)...It could happen!?

Anonymous said...
Garys salary (just like all other city employees) is posted in the newspaper at budget time. Since it is, I assume that it is public information. The city office phone number is 254-5300. Call and ask. As for Kelroys questions (Van Vleets daughter) that questions doesn't make much sense. The city manager and economic development work hand in hand (that is why the process works so well). There has never been a conflict except the ones drummed up by the "Big 3". By the way, to tell Kelly. What does your dad say his reason is for wanting to separate these jobs? Please, we have heard all the excuses, give us the REAL reason.


To answer miss poopy face..(I can call anonymous anything I want!)
He never wanted to separate these jobs, they were worried about 2 words. Shall & may. That's all....YOU and YOURS blew it up, because "someone" got scared of the word change....now you need to ask yourself, why would someone be threatened by a word change?....

In the future, you want to call my out with my real name and bring my parents into it? So be it, but you could at least have the balls to use your own name Miss poopy face! I have done nothing but ask legitimate questions of people who are running for a local council race. And yet I am being stalked and booger wiped by you after each post. I am a voter, my vote is for sale. God bless the USA

Maybe we will find out poopy face is blowing Gary! mwaaaaa!

Vote for sale!

What? What did I say? I posted a few questions to Mr. Hansel, a fella who is running for our local city council, and my post was removed.....What is up with that?
Oh well, he won't be able to buy my vote that way. If you can't take the heat, turn on the air conditioning or walk a 3 mile path to DQ. They were very simple, legitimate questions. No bad words.
Hmmmmm.....


Note to self: Always copy & paste your post, so you can recall what you said...

Yippy!!!! He He He He!

Gasp! Chortle chortle, he he he he! I.....can....not....type, rolling.....on...the
ground....laughing.....gufaw gufaw!, sniff sniff!....whew! I just found out.....that my mother is an heiress!!!! He He He He!!!!
What?...She is not? ...Oh really....Oh.... Nevermind.
Bummer.

Recycling, wind & sun

I am a child of the 60's and my whole life my dad talked of recycling, sun energy, & wind energy. He didn't just talk the talk, he walked the walk. His first invention
(from my memory bank) was a grease recycling machine. Restaurants used them to clean their frying grease. Green in the 60's. He then invented the FireCone aluminum smelting machine, to recycle the engine blocks, car parts etc...Green in the 70's.
My whole life we were taught of wind, sun & recycling. I remember a solar cigarette lighter when we were teens, I never could get it to work. And now, 50 years later, I only know 1 person who uses solar energy. Sidney's recycling effort petered out.
And up pop the wind mills!!!! YEA!!!! I love those windmills with all my heart. Finally! Making use of our Nebraska never ending winds is genius! Go wind power!
They are awesome, go stand next to one and you will be awed with their hugeness.
When I win the lottery I will have my own wind power. I myself have tried to always think of reusing things, hence my wreath. Above you will see my attempt at reusing articles found around our shop. The wreath base is a fan face (Thank you Spaceroy for finding the fan face, it could not have been made without it!) The entire fan face is filled with curly Q's created by our lathe machines. All the curly Q's were twisted onto the fan. The Bow is a very long skinny curly Q. The pine cones are a thicker shorter curly Q. The berries are made of small springs found around the shop and end caps that were mailed to us as samples. The display stand is an old kid's coat tree. It just goes to show ya, you can reuse a lot of things. Give it a try!

Who's Zooming who?

My question of the day.

Why tell us (the little people/peasants) that there is a cure? Why tell us they can "save" us? Why dangle that "golden cure" carrot in front of our face if they indeed have no intentions of saveing YOU?

I'm talking healthcare. Where & how did it get so out of whack? I blame the media/snake oil salesmen. The media tells us of these miraculous cures...
But not for YOU. Only the rich, only the golden. Only the few. I find that knowledge is not necessarily a good thing. Maybe we should have been left in the dark. Maybe they shouldn't be telling the peasants about such things. How dare they flaunt their "I know how to save your child"....but I won't. Doc Welby is rolling in his grave. What happened to the doctors who really wanted to heal someone. What happened?

I blame the game of "LIFE". We should have never been told of "buying insurance".
BI - before insurance...the people felt they needed insurance for that catostrophic occurance that could happen. They never thought they would need it to treat pink eye, or to x-ray an arm. Women knew this to be wrong for many a year. This is why there were mid-wives and home cures.

My family & I have been without health insurance for a couple of years now. We pray more! We now hesitate to be diagnosed until we do get insurance. So we avoid.
I want healthcare reform. But I want it to reform the insurance industry. I want the golden parachutes associated with the insurance industry to stop. I want the pharmacutical companies to stop. I want the crooked doctors who cheat the system to stop. I want people to stop getting rich off of frivalous lawsuits. I want the whole system to collapse. Start over. We really need to reform the greed that is getting between me and my doctor. Until then, I will be diagnosed with an autopsy.