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Are print magazines nearing their end? What do you think? What do you love about your magazines? What bothers you about them? Read more from Wooden Horse news. Here's a list of some major annoyances about print magazines by some of her respondents:

  1. Blow-in cards
  2. Bound in cards or ads on heavier stock
  3. Inconsistencies in article headlines from cover to TOC to page
  4. Too many ads
  5. Read more…..

What do you think? I will never give up my magazines in print. I hate reading on this screen. I love the feeling of the glossy in my hands, flipping the pages, reading the written word and curling up with it in my bed or on the couch.

I'm sorry. I just can't let this James Frey thing pass. I can't. As I'm perusing (mm, big word) my feeds this morning, I see the latest uproar at the Hussein trials. I have been watching Frey being lynched (mostly by her Oprah-ness) and, meanwhile, watching Hussein being, well, ALIVE!

Please remind me why we spared Saddam "Insane" and are granting him a fair trial – which has been nothing but chaos and craziness since it started? Yet, we grab this guy, an author of a book about his previous drug addictions and rehab, and rip him to shreds. Hello. Where are our priorities people?

James Frey wrote a book. He wrote. a. fucking. book. He embellished some things in the book. The book was delivered to the public as a memoir. People read it. A lot of people read it. Many people were helped by this book. Lies or not. It's a book.

Can I even begin to list the atrocities S. Insane has committed? Did he, perhaps, embellish some things? Did he lie about anything? Ya think?

And yet, I sit here and see James Frey facing up to his "attackers" and holding his head down and admitting to some of the lies in his book. He is deeply sorry. He is humiliated and shamed. In public. And he apologizes with all sincerity. This is all so very unwarranted. It's a book. Whether his girlfriend hung herself or slit her wrists…Who the fuck cares? Will it affect the way you live your life tomorrow? Will it make the slightest difference in your life?

Now….Let's shift on over to the S. Insane trial. No regrets. No humiliation or apologies. No remorse. In fact, I see hatred, rebellion and an inflated ego who rants and raves about how much he hates America and "down with America" and, blah, blah. Big difference here – his lies and his acts have affected people. They still do affect people. It's not a memoir. It's not words. It's pure evil in its rawest form. And yet – he is not attracting the hatred and anger of James Frey.

One question – can anyone please tell me why we didn't just chuck a grenade right down into the hole Hussein came from? Who would have cared? Who would have asked? Why would it matter? Why does he matter? Bush's daddy should have killed him. And there is no way in hell he should be here to stand a fair trial.

For some reason, Americans seem to grant fairness and mercy to the wrong damn people. We should be this angry about the lies that matter. The lies that make a difference in our lives and our children's lives. The lies that take away our jobs, our homes and our rights.

I really wish people would get their priorities in order. Leave Frey alone – he hurt nobody. Open fire on Hussein – he hurt everybody. Hello….no rocket science here.

Is it just me, or does anyone else get really bummed out on Sunday night. I don’t know why, really. It just seems like weekends are not really “reality” and I don’t have to deal with the week day blahs. The unemployment, the work search, the money issues, bill collectors, early morning rush, work…blah, blah, blah. Just crap. The weekends feel “normal” – like there is nothing different.

So, Sunday night blues. Feels like poop. I feel like poop.

I wonder if anyone really looks forward to Mondays. They cannot wait to get to work. They wake up with a passion to get going and do whatever it is they do. If somebody does feel that way, gosh, that’s great and also, Fuck You. You self-righteous, SOB.

Well, time for Sunday night dinner. And Sunday night projects that the kids “forgot”. And Sunday night homework that they, yeah, forgot. And early bed times that turn out being later than normal bed times because they won’t get their asses in the bed. On time. Damn.

Poop.

It wasn’t the best set of circumstances that brought me here, but I am moving with my family back to Charleston, SC. My real “home”. My soul’s home.

I will regain my inspiration. My muse. My artistic spirit, the one that has been chipped away at for so long and is almost gone.

Aahhh….Charleston….

This is awesome, at least for me, because my baby gets yeast infections and rashes all the time. And since it doesn’t seem like she will be potty-training any time soon, this will have to do. I also like it because it’s all natural, easy to make and cheaper than rash products in the store.See it here – Diaper Cream

Basics you will need to make this –

  • mason jar
  • long, thin stirrer (fondue stick, chopstick)
  • small saucepan
  • small steamer basket (or similar)
  • pure beeswax (most health food stores)
  • cold-pressed olive oil
  • garlic – if making it for yeast rashes
  • tea tree oil – if making for yeast rashes

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