I'ma get controversial on yo' ass

Driving down Liberty Avenue through Bloomfield earlier this week, I was waiting at a red light. When I glanced to my right, I saw (do not click unless you have a strong stomach) this. It was on a sign carried by an anti-abortion protester. Of course, it wasn't that exact picture of a dead baby, but you get my drift. I see things like this all the time, because on my way to work every single day, I drive past a clinic in East Liberty.
Although I have never been pregnant, I am staunchly anti-abortion. I do not believe in it. To me, it's a horrible thing. It goes against all my moral principles and everything I was taught growing up in church. It is not an action I would choose for myself. Now, before all you pro-choicers start emailing me all "Who the hell do you think you are," please note that just because I am pro-life does not mean I expect you to be so. It doesn't mean I'm your enemy or that I think you're going to hell if you believe in abortion or even if you've had one yourself. I am certainly not going to try and change your mind.
In fact, as far as abortion protesters go, I'd rather not be associated with them in any way. At 8 o'clock on a Thursday morning, I, even being pro-life, don't want to have dead babies shoved in my face. Hell, I don't want dead babies shoved in my face at any time of the day! Do you really think you're changing any one's mind? Be honest now. Does any woman, on her way to have a abortion, see those signs and think, "Oh, my God, I can't do this?" I'm sure that any woman arriving at the decision to terminate her pregnancy did not get there lightly. If I were pro-choice, I would retaliate for this nonsense by printing up huge-mongous pictures of women, dead from back alley and coat hanger abortions, and plastering them on signs to protest in front of churches and high schools.
I find it completely offensive. Moms drive their kids to school down Liberty Avenue. School buses full of children use Liberty Avenue. Do you think that I want to have to explain that graphic, disgusting photograph of a dead baby to my five-year-old? Shouldn't I get to broach that topic on my own time and when or if I so choose? If your sign is any indication, you're supposed to be all about protecting the innocent and their rights. What right do you have to expose them to that kind of horror? This is a free country and you have every right to believe what you want to believe, but so do I. And if you ask me, I believe you should stick your signs up your self-righteous asses.

Braydon Coburn the Draq Queen?

I know I've been neglecting you, my one reader, lately, but I've been very busy. Unfortunately, as I have never met you, you don't rank high on my priority list. I've been working on the fixer-upper and work is a madhouse so I haven't had time to enjoy Phineus Q. Peabody, aka my lap top. Yes, I named my lap top. I did not use Pittgirl's random name generator. The BFF came up with that one.


I was cruising around the internet and discovered, via MSN.com, that Kim Kardashian is one of the top celebrities. This is her biography. Did you catch the name of her production company? If you didn't bother to click, it's "Kimsaprincess Productions." I guess that's shorter than "Kimsasiliconefilledwhorewholikesgoldenshowers Productions".

So, let's go Pens!!! How about this picture of Braydon Coburn?
If you were having your picture taken for your hockey team's media guide, would you wear lipstick? And if so, would you pick a color that hideous?

Apparently, there's a big debate about whether more celebrities should go nude. I absolutely think they should. But I'm sick of looking at Britney's, Lindsay's and Paris' naughty bits. Guess who I want to see naked. Go on, guess.


Speaking of Britney, she evidently went on a Costa Rican holiday with Mel Gibson. I hope she didn't pack any Jews. I hope what she did pack was a designated driver. I think we can go ahead and assume that they are not attending the MENSA convention.