Sorry everyone. I was stuck in Henderson, NC my soon-to-be town of residence apartment hunting. And I found one. And now I’m back home. And boy, do I have stuff to write about!!!

First off: Sorry there was no Sunday Night Question. I will make sure this week there is not one but 2!!!! Whooee!

Now, let’s talk about things my trip to North Carolina taught me:

  1. Apparently, talking about any history other than OLD DEAD WHITE GUYS is “reverse racism” (um…not real folks.) because it makes little white kids feel bad that white people owned slaves. Shouldn’t your white children feel GOOD because lord knows, white people FREED THE SLAVES? All those good, non-bigoted white union soldiers DIED to free their black brothers. Why not focus on that? And jeeze, leave all the “Black History” PC bullshit to January. We whites gave a WHOLE FUCKING MONTH. What more could you want? Shit…. Ok, enough sarcasm. But seriously, driving from ATL to Henderson, we tuned into a radio show that was saying just those things. And their solution to all this “liberal namby-pamby pc poison”? CHURCHES should be the ones educating the young ones. CHURCHES. Well, this hard old atheist already has her set feelings about churches at all, but I can imagine even many of you religious readers can see the danger of schooling by churches. It makes me ill.
  2. Why are all female “beauty” and “style” rituals crippling? For example…a few of us teachers went to get our nails done to celebrate the end of training. I love me a pedicure. Well everyone else was getting French Tips…and I thought they looked pretty so what the hell, right? Ok, well they shave your nails down with a rotating buffer thing and it hurts like hell. So when the damn things are on, your fingers are sore. And then, they are all long and bulky, so things like typing (seriously I apologize for any errors) or opening Chick-fil-a dipping sauce is a TRIAL. But a lot of “sexy” wardrobe additions are crippling. High heels, pencil skirts, hair straighteners… Just to name a few.
  3. This is both amazing and horrifying:

In case you cannot tell, it is a giant pair of open women’s legs with a bunch of bushes growing in between and a sign above reading: Reminiscing. In the middle of Henderson, NC. Some guy owned that plot of land and I guess genius struck and he felt the need to build. Go figure.

I think that’s it.