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raise the minimum wage already

Published January 8, 2007 by lisaolisa
Dear Rep. Dave Reichert, Sen. Patty Murray, and Sen. Maria Cantwell, 
Please in the name of human dignity step up and work to RAISE the minimum wage. The "American Dream" is becoming a myth as the richest x percent get richer while the poorest cannot even get a leg up anymore. Hard work and honest living should pay off. These days, corporate greed and "shareholder value" are the new morality. I teach citizenship to immigrants working at the bottom of the ladder. Raise the minimum wage to restore at least some of the rungs the current administration has worked to remove.
Sincerely,
me

randoms of the day

Published January 7, 2007 by lisaolisa

The rainy season runs from October to April, and the weatherman today said that as of January 3, we’ve already had all of the rainfall we’re supposed to have through April.

Some loser in Seattle actually stole a kidney from the "touch tank" of the exhibition of rubber-impregnated Chinese cadavers that’s currently at 800 Pike. What the hell is wrong with people in this town?

White House spokesman Tony Snow deflects criticism of the utterly undignified send-off given Saddam Hussein at the hands of George Bush’s out-of-control puppet. 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue’s ad hominem arguments are *finally* triggering actual analysis from some White House reporters. I actually heard CBS’ talking trench coat say "But that misses the point, really…" And only how many years has this taken?

  A beardless Michael Chertoff (911) today, defending how bungled the communications ability is for responders (911) thanks to the Lame Administration (911), is looking more and more like Skeletor.

take me away!

Published January 2, 2007 by lisaolisa

at the drugstore tonight, making a bonus trip because the wait for a script fill was an unprecedented 1.5 hours–after the holidays, we all need drugs to recover, apparently–i notice a few of the old standby gift packages that emerge only during xmas time (jovan musk for men soap and spray, emeraude body powder and lotion) are beckoning the olfactorily challenged at 50 percent off, and lo! what do i spy but that old refrain from the Seventies, "calgon, take me away!"

to my amazement, the slogan is still in use. i thought it was merely a marker to identify how old i am that the voices in my head still say that. but wait, calgon has had an image update and is now skewed not toward the enjolie woman who can bring home the bacon, fry it up in the pan, and take two valium with her dry martini to make it through the pork chops and applesauce. no, it’s now available in such juvenile double-entendre-enducing scents as marshmallow, vanilla twist, and morning glory. how can i chose among these three which to purchase and send to richie for a post-holiday gag gift? they’re all equally delicious, and a bargain at $5 each. but the shipping on a $15 gag gift would be another 10 bucks, and there are better punchlines to be had for that price. or an actual gift with amazon super saver shipping.

how did we ever reconcile the calgon as mr. lee’s secret laundry booster ("ancient chinese secret, huh?") vs. calgon as the cure-all that turns basic benzene-laden (at least in my neighborhood) tap water into a magical elixer of womanly luxuriousness? will we ever come to terms with that? or has our cultural literacy faded just enough that we don’t associate the two?