American Saddlebred

If my memory serves me correctly, this is a statue of the American Saddlebred. My daughter and I went here a couple of times. I would recommend it for anyone who has children who love horses.

I like museums of Art and Natural History. I like the theater. I want to see this musical. There is a group of people I work with at the schools that invited me to go this spring. I better jump on the band wagon.

I have seen Phantom of the Opera, Evita, and Cats on a large scale. I would like to see Beauty and the Beast, A Chorus Line, Mamma Mia, The Nutcracker, and Joseph and The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. On a smaller scale, I have seen The Sound of Music, The Cabaret, Beauty and the Beast, Hello Dolly, and Life on the Twentieth Century. On television I have seen the 1943 version of Phantom of the Opera, Madonna in Evita, Julie Andrews' The Sound of Music, Disney's' Beauty and the Beast, Streisand's Hello Dolly and Michael Douglas in A Chorus Line. They were all fantastic.

Have I missed any? Does anyone recommend anything I missed?

Oy Vay!

This may be the last picture you see of the lake for a while. I lost all 200 of my lake pictures. I only have about 10 saved. They happen to be the ones I sent friends and family and the ones I put in this blog. My friends were gracious enough to send the pics back to me when they found out I wiped mine out.

I wrote on Friday that I ordered some hacker books. I overwrote my mbr on Saturday. I guess I wasn't feeling challenged enough. No, just kidding. I didn't really mean to do it. It is one of those things. I was trying something (stupid, I admit) but nontheless I overwrote it. My backup was one month old (Wince).

Okay, so I can laugh about it now. Usually I can fix things like this myself, but I was having trouble. I had to call Dell. :( What kind of person works week-ends in technical support? Answer: The good ones. The reason why I couldn't recover was because I have two RAID drives instead of one hard drive. Dell had to help me create extra boot files on a floppy disk because of this.

Like I said in my profile: I work with computers and sometimes against them. What a learning experience. Fortunately, I only lost a couple of documents and the pictures. I did have the cute little movies of the neighbor boy. The one who is 6 and said he was one. He was adorable. I'll see if I can get him back and re-take them. His giggle was so infectious.

We are back up and running, now. Much cleaner, I must say. First off was the anti-virus updates and the Windows critical updates. Both of those took like and hour. I have put the hacker books away. You may see them for sale real cheap on ebay or something (wicked grin).

Oy vay.

Pretty colors.

There were plenty of pretty plants and flowers left to photograph while I was at the Lighthouse Restaurant on the lake. I took this one a little bit too close. I just now saw the spider.

Well, I became entwined in Linux traps today. I was trying to get java to run in Mosaic. I finally did it with a link command. It was Friday. It was 4:30 p.m. My brain had run out of steam long ago.

I am reading three O'Reilly Hacks books. Windows Server, Windows XP and Networks. I believe that in order to secure your network properly you have to study how they hackers get in. Once you see how they are working, you know how to defend yourself.

My daughter and one of her friends are in the house singing to Karaoke Revolution. They are hilarious. They can disguise their voices so that they sound like the little critters on Gremlins.
They aren't even trying to score, just making as much noise as they can. Friday night. I have stocked up on soda and snacks. It is cold and rainy outside. We will order pizza later. Cozy.

Sailing, sailing.

Another post from the lake. The sailor took the sail down right after I shot this picture. In fact, I didn't realize it because they were so far away, but I was snapping pictures of them taking the sail down. I used zoom so they didn't see me. My nephew that skis wants to get a sailboat. Not water skis, snow skis. Silly word - skis.

I went to a meeting today at my daughter's school. Her class goes to Washington D.C. this school year. It sounds so exciting. I was thinking about chaperoning. They put a damper on that. No parents allowed. Teachers chaperone. Phooey. I went when I was 10. In 1970.

I used to get the Biography magazine. Actually, I still get it - it is free now. You have to join their club and answer some surveys. But the magazine is pretty awesome. I still like to read books and magazines. I can't stand to read for long periods of time online. The fall issue that I just received is a gold mine for my teenagers. There is Johnny Depp, Brad Pitt and Mary Kate and Ashley in the issue. I may never get it back from my daughter.

Do you like free software? Check out Tucows.com. Just make sure you scan it for virus and spyware. Most files are zipped, so you will need winzip to un-compress it, etc... One of my old favorites is DaysEase. Google it.

Here Comes the Sun

This is another one of the pictures I took while at the lake yesterday. Just awesome. It reminded me of the song 'Here comes the Sun'. Not a big Beatles fan. This was one of their songs that I liked. I could probably count on one hand how many of them I liked. I apologize, but John Lennon's 'Woman' nauseated me. I realize that JL was on his own when he sang this one, but he was a big influence on their music style. I was much more into PM and GH's style.

Day is Done.

See the long shadows coming from the right side of the photo? Day is drawing near an end. This is where I stole off to after work today. My camera was ready today. What a relaxing atmosphere. I was able to capture some of the hills around the school with the fall leaves turning their brilliant, blazing colors.

I like Peter, Paul and Mary. That is where I got the title for this blog. Their song "Day is Done."

There was one lone sailboat on the lake today. A small fishing boat passed by, but he was quiet. He didn't run his motor very much.

The atmosphere catapulted me from the dreary school to a sea of tranquility. Nothing like walking into a school and having the secretary make the sign of a cross with her fingers at me. Like they do to keep dracula away. She only sees me when their Internet is down (which in this case includes her telephone lines). She is superstitious. She thinks I am going to jinx it. I would be burned at the stake if this were the 17th century.

One of my daughter's friends had her little brother over today. I was recording him with my camera and I asked him how old he was. He hesitated and said "I don't know. One." This boy was much older than one. I thought, "how sad." His sister told me he was six. I didn't ask any more questions. I just took some very cute pictures of him. He giggled a lot. He said I was 'crazy'.

Nature's first green is gold.

That is what I always think of when I see the turning of the leaves. Robert Frost. Sorry, I got tired of the Fall Festival's Halloween pictures. I took over 200 pictures today of the lake near a school I worked at. I finished up at the school and drove to the lake/dam/marina. Wow.

I grabbed this one and posted it. More to come.

Fall Faces

Three pumpkin heads all in a row. Laughing, smiling, having a good time. Watching the people go by. My hair has looked like this on occasion. Although I have never had any missing teeth in the front, my smile has become a bit crooked. I attribute that to extensive dental work on the lower right jaw area. That whole side of my face has drooped. Even my eye. I see it in pictures of myself. I like carrots, but I have never eaten enough of them to turn me orange.

My daughter wants to dress up as a pirate wench this holiday. I think she and her friends got the idea from POTC. This should be interesting. From dracula to a wench.

Of course with the beautiful leaves comes a downside. I just spent an hour raking and sweeping them out of my driveway. I have a leaf blower, but honestly, I can't stand the noise it makes. And, I am not very good at steering the leaves in any one direction. They seem to end up worse than when I started.

Come on-a My House

I'm gonna give you candy. That is Rosemary Clooney's most famous song, I believe. Mother to this fellow, aunt to this character, and Mother-in-Law to this lady.

Maybe she recorded it around Halloween. So many towns and cities are dropping where the kids walk around door to door trick-or-treating and opt for the party. My daughters' elementary school had to call theirs the Fall Festival so that it wouldn't have satanic manifestations. We would donate a bag of candy. I recall my daughters' best friend never donated the entire six years they went to that school. Her Mother never sent in tissues or paper towels when they were on the list for school supplies, either. I wonder what justification she had for this. Maybe it took money away from her manicures and hair processing money.

One of my sisters' was telling me that she went to her dentist and they x-rayed her teeth. The dentist said he needed to send her to a specialist and have him look at tooth #4. He thought it needed a root canal. My sister went to the specialist. The specialist said, No, you need a root canal on tooth #3. And he did just that. My sister was still in pain, so she goes back to the original dentist. He said, No, you still need a root canal on #4. Back to the specialist who sees that tooth #3 is infected. He lances and cleans tooth #3, does a root canal on tooth #4. My sister was left with much pain and a black eye. She feels that this is dental negligence. I gave her some url's in which to read and research what options she may have.

What a horror story. I remember when I had my wisdom teeth pulled. I remember the dentist using what felt like a C-clamp to hold my mouth open. Christ, it was torture. I had a bulge on my lower jaw for a week. It looked like I had a wad of chewing tobacco in my jaw.

Another dentist had pulled one of my side molars when I was 12, so there was room on that side of my mouth for that wisdom tooth. I got to keep one of them. So, I still have wisdom. Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

My daughter and her friends are into hacky sack. They have been playing it all week-end. I hate it when they play in the basement, someone always hits the furnace. I have block windows, so I am not too worried about that. The cats have already broken one of my favorite oriental vases, so I don't worry about the kids breaking anything.

Skateboards must be out this fall. My niece did get a beautiful snowboard. She is ready for the season to begin. My nephew skis. They have a good time. I never was into that sport myself. The most I ever did in the winter was sled ride. Now, I am reduced to shovelling snow. I must look into snow blowers.

Scarecrow on a bench

I finally got started decorating for Halloween. It seems like I don't have near as many decorations as I thought I did. Maybe I will go get more tomorrow. The above picture is not in my yard; it was one from the Fall Festival the past week-end. I will take pictures of my decorations when I am done, and probably at night. I would have loved to have seen the festival after dark, but I was tired.

I caught this movie last week-end. The Rundown. My niece had a crush on Sean William Scott a couple of years ago. Now, my daughter likes him. I found the movie refreshingly hilarious. I usually don't care for the action/fighting (unless it is Jackie Chan or Jet Li). I like humor added to water down the violence. I am not so certain Jet Li has comedy in his movies, but I do know that Chan does. Rundown puts the comedy right out there. I enjoyed it. "I want concrete." I still chuckle.

Beware the bat

Blind as a bat. Like a bat out of Hell. To the Bat mobile! Bats in the belfry. About 10 years ago I lived in a big farm house. At dusk we had bats all over the place. We also had tons of mosquitoes. The bats didn't make a dent in the pest population. Thankfully we didn't have bats in the attic. No bat poop to deal with. They were out in the barns. My landlord's barns.

The dermatologist said that two of my daughters' moles may be growing back. I wonder if the surgeon just didn't get the entire mole. My daughter prefers to have a female dermatologist check her out, so I will make an appointment. I tried to get her in a month ago, but they were booked until November. The saga continues.

I can recall the day that Karen Carpenter died, I was doing yoga.

Karen was the first I ever heard of anorexia nervosa. My daughter has her friends over a lot. I am always trying to feed them. They don't eat much. My daughter was a picky eater ever since she was born, so I am used to her not eating a lot. I watch for any signs of purging or starving herself. So far, it is okay. I can't stick my head in the sand. She drinks enough 2% white milk to float a barge. I should have bought a cow instead of a dog.

Pirate Graveyard

It was a drizzly, foggy day. I couldn't see five feet in front of me. My foot hit something hard, yet slippery. I reached out my hand. My naked palm met cold steel. I froze in horror as the fog began to clear. I was inches away from a wrought iron fence that surrounded a Pirate graveyard. My legs felt as if they were full of sand. I couldn't back up. I stood riveted as the ghastly scene before me began to unveil. The hair stood up on the back of my neck. I heard the slow creaking of a rusted hinge. Just then a goblin popped out and shouted "Johnny, you forgot your hamburger!"

Sorry, that last line was from a scary story I heard when I was a young child growing up near a graveyard. One of many. Yes, I grew up one house away from a graveyard. I cut through that graveyard many times coming home, sometimes at night. Nothing scary ever happened to me.

Life is scary enough today with taxes, mortgage payments, psychotic managers, temperamental teenagers, pushy car salesmen, angry teachers and moody parents. Get this. I got up at 5:30 a.m. when my daughter did and I hear this noise. I said "Is that (nieces' name)'s car horn?" Yes, it was. I put my jacket on and went outside. The horn was blaring away. As I trotted down the sidewalk towards the driveway, I was wondering 'How in the heck do I disengage the horn?' I opened the driver side door. There was a stick jammed between her front seat and the horn. I removed the stick and the horn stopped.

What the hell? By that time, my niece was outside, too. She has no idea who would have done this. We chalked it up to a Halloween prank - though a bit early. I cleaned out the garage and her car is now parked inside. In the newspaper there was another incident of a horn blowing, but that was in a town 12 miles away. No mention of a stick jamming the horn. It could have been a coincidence. October is cooler and horns do stick. Very weird. (Twilight zone music)

Okay, are we in the mood, yet? I STILL haven't found my Halloween decorations. Cleaning out the garage did not uncover them. Grrr! Okay, back to the root cellar. Certainly won't find any canned vegetables or fruit in there. Some people call it a root cellar, some a fruit cellar. How about a wine cellar? I like that one. I'll put a bottle of wine in there and call it a wine cellar. No, wait. I have two teenagers. How long do you think that bottle of wine will last?

Ahoy Matey!

And here is a pirate skeleton from the Festival. We were wondering if they held a contest each year. I have been there on a Sunday and have not seen any ribbons or signs stating such. They sure do a wonderful job, though. Another beautiful evening passed and I didn't get mine out.

I did drive my daughter to her boyfriend's new house this evening. He lives 6 miles away now, instead of .2 miles. Out in the country with 9 acres. They plan on getting horses and goats. Cringe. I hope they don't get horses for a while, my daughter has been begging me for one ever since the fair. So far my "How are we going to transport a horse? My little Civic will not pull a horse trailer" is not having any effect on her.

Well, they live pretty far out there. To a 13 year old, it probably seems like Timbuktu. To me it seemed like Timbuktu. Hopefully he can stay in the same school. There is a little controversy about that. I am not exactly sure what it is.

It is supposed to get real chilly tonight in our area. Frost warnings. I didn't do very well with flowers this year, nor did I plant any tomatoes, so I have nothing to cover. I removed the garden hose from the outside faucet and put it in the garage. It is time to mow grass again.

Something happened last week that I think I can just now write about. I did not know this man personally, but I knew people who knew him. He was a school teacher. He was very popular with the students. He gave 110%. He was also the school's theater director. He directed some pretty terrific shows.

He set himself on fire last week and died a few hours later. There are so many questions and so much grief. He had so many people who loved him. He was single and 40 and lived with his Mother and Father. He was their provider. They lived on a farm. I won't go into detail about all the rumors or stories that are flying around, because the end result is still the same. A tragedy.

Scarecrow

I didn't see this fellow until I zoomed in on some of the pictures I took Saturday at the festival. He looked as if he was enjoying himself watching all of the people go by.

We noticed the craft makers putting a lot of periwinkle in with the orange and rust colored arrangements this year. My daughter was looking for her yearly purchase of the wooden animals on strings, they didn't have that display this year. She was disappointed. I wasn't. Eventually the dog would chew it up as she did with last years' purchase.

It astounds me that some people have no pride. They come right out and ask you for money. They have no intention of paying it back. It is always this excuse or that excuse. If you show them any generosity at all, they try to sponge off of you. They make no effort to hide the fact that they plan to use the money unwisely, or give it to their good for nothing children.

Now, there was a time when I was younger that I needed a loan from a family member. But, I felt awful about it. I was embarrassed and I thought I was going to die. It took me a while, but I paid it back.

I finally grew up when I moved to Virginia and had to pick up the slack from my then no-good boyfriend. I learned a lot about money management there. No family to fall back on there. I was always good at working, I never had a problem finding a job. But, my boyfriend was not the best character. His money was gone in hours - I mean "hours". He would come home the day after payday - broke. Not at first he didn't. It grew into that. I would pay the bills, rent etc., food, his cigarettes, and he would promise to straighten up. I ended it and moved on.

When am I going to find my Halloween decorations? I looked in the garage, and in the root cellar. I got sidetracked. Hopefully tomorrow? Yes, someone does have a Santa sleigh and reindeer up already. They were mowing the grass around it today. I want to run it over with my car. It just doesn't seem right. All the rest of us are putting Halloween up and they have a Christmas display. Why, it's just un-American! Maybe they work in retail. :)

Fall Festival.

What a wonderful time my sister and I had on Saturday with the Fall Festival. On Sundays it is just too crowded with the antique car show. I walked so much I thought my feet would fall off. We stayed there 6 hours. I took plenty of pictures that should pretty much fill up all of October until Halloween. The campers did such a great job decorating their campers this year! And, don't tell anyone, but there was one for sale. Oh, how tempting it would be.

With the one shown above, this was just one corner of their campsite. There were some people sitting on their porch and when they saw me taking pictures, they turned the smoke on. It was great. What sports they were. It did rain on us from time to time, and became quite windy, but we prevailed. I know that Sunday was the pleasanter day to go, but I knew what crowds that would draw.

I saw so many nice crafts and centerpieces, I just can't tell you. I was risky and snapped away a few pics of the crafts, until one lady asked me to stop. They don't like anyone taking pictures of their artwork. I kind of knew that when I was taking them. Out of respect for them, I will not print any here. Just the campers and the fun.

And the food. Wow. It is usually the same stands every year in the same places, so I know what I have tried before. I went for the "chicken delight" this year. It was so, so yummy. Grilled pieces of exquisite white chicken meat with onions, peppers on a gyro with ranch dressing. It was delightful. My sister said it just tasted so good to me because I was so hungry. Could be. My Mom always said "Anything's good when you're hungry." I think she just had trouble taking a compliment when I would say "Mom, this is good!"

I bought a welcome sign for my front door. I like changing them through-out the seasons. I have one that I just love that I cannot find. My good friend gave it to me when I first bought the house. I can't find it and it is driving me nuts. (The friend that was up over the Labor day holiday). I will post pictures of my new welcome sign later in October.

And I need to begin my own decorating for Halloween. Kick myself in the butt, get myself going. It is going to be cold this week. I got the furnace checked out for the season and I turned it on this morning. It got down to 67 degrees in the house. Brrr! I had company and I felt bad. It warmed up quickly. I have the thermostat set to 69 degrees in case it gets chilly tonight. Stay warm.

Kitty in a basket

I couldn't resist taking a picture of this kitty in a basket. This was my Mom's kitten right before she passed away. This is one of the favorite places the kitty liked to sleep. It would curl up the best that it could in this tiny basket on my Mom's dining room table and just sleep there. It sure doesn't look very comfortable, but for a cat - maybe so.

Not to worry. We quit eating at the dining room table years ago. My Mom just got too old to cook and she preferred to stay in the 1950 time zone as far as kitchen gadgets go, so we always had family dinners elsewhere. My Mom ate in the kitchen.

My three cats are doing well. I have one who has a problem with hair balls. Something I am not at all used to. Every cat I ever had in my life never had a problem with hair balls. I am trying the petroleum jelly on a treat every day. He eats it. He doesn't care for the petroleum jelly, but he wants the treat pretty bad. I don't see the other cats having a problem hacking.

I have had cats and dogs all my life. My favorite dog was a little, gray terrier that we found running as a stray with her pup. My brother-in-law found them when he was working in a strip mining area. (Coal mining). I took the the female mother dog right away, someone else took the little black pup. It was years later that I found out my little shadow was a Dandie Dinmont Terrier breed. If only I had the Internet 25 years ago. I moved to Texas and my Mom kept her. I moved to Virginia years later and my sister kept her. It was while I was in Virginia that my little dog died. I have been looking for her replacement ever since. It has been 17 years now.

I will post one of her pictures when I come across them in the family albums. I am still scanning them into the computer as I have time. We had many dogs while I was growing up. Mostly hunting dogs such as beagles. One was a Rottweiler, although we didn't know it at the time. He was a found puppy on a paper route. He was probably registered or a purebred, but the owners never came forward. He grew huge - had docked tail, so we called him Stubby. We had him for over 14 years.

Our two German Shepherds were Frosty and Nicky. Two polar opposites. Frosty was black and skinny and mean - like a wild wolf. Nicky was tan, thick and gentle as a lamb. A big baby. Our beagles were Clem (short for Clem Kadiddlehopper - Red Skelton's character), Grandpa, Barksalot (guess how he got that name), Pepi, Starbuck, and Apollo. My brother was into Battlestar Gallactica at the time, I guess. I never watched the show. For all you sci-fi fans out there, there is a new series starting in January 2005.

Now that I am older, I only get animals that I can take care of properly. That means I only take on as many as I can reasonably afford to take to the vet's office and do right by. Back then we took in all the strays. With that many kids in the house, my Mom was very tolerant of all the pets that we would bring home. No purebreds for us, it was the neighborhood mutts.

My Porch railing - After.

I had this porch railing put up. The other one was chipped and old. Now, I need to extend the railing back to the house so that it covers the side of the front porch. It doesn't look right left open. Then I will add a hanging fern or plant for as long as the weather allows.

My Porch Railing Before.

This is the front porch before I had the railing re-done. Bob the Builder did a great job. I will take a picture tomorrow and post it as an "after" picture. I plan to have more work done on the house, but all in good time. This old wrought iron railing was cracked and peeling. It was an eye sore.

I wanted a house with a big front porch, but I was sold on the patio to this house. Once I get the front porch complete, I will put a chair out there and maybe a tiny table to hold my iced tea and glasses. Now that I am bespectacled. It was funny when I went in to pick up my glasses. My regular doctor was busy, so another Dr. adjusted them to fit me. He asked "Have you ever had bi-focals before?" I said, "No, I have never even had glasses before!" He was like 'whoa'. I had to ask him how to clean them.

I am adjusting. I'll tell you this much. My eyeballs haven't hurt like they used to. Maybe that was the problem. I don't wear the glasses all the time. I do have them on a cord around my neck and I will put them on when I use the computer for a long period of time. Like right now, I don't need them, but it may help the strain when I sit for hours at work.

I have been using the magnified drug store glasses for the past year. The first magnitude. When I do my crossword puzzles and read a book. And sometimes the newspaper. Although with the newspaper I have been able to hold it far enough away so that the words didn't blur.

I had new back brakes put on the civic today. I took it in for it's 135,000 mile checkup. The speedometer was acting up. I kept having to hit the trip button to get the speedometer to work. When the speedometer doesn't work, the odometer doesn't work. When I turn mileage in to get paid, that can be a bit tricky. Luckily for me I have only gone to schools where I already have the distance recorded. Most of the 135,000 I have put on that car myself. I keep a car for a long time. I have taken good care of this one.

I have been looking at other cars. I like the white, two-door, six cylinder Accords, Nissans and BMW's. Cha-ching! Can't really afford them, but I can dream. I want my car to blend in with the crowd, now. Not stand out in this "gumby green." It was pretty enough. Very popular with the 3 - 12 year old boys. I received more compliments on this car than any other I have ever had. I say gumby green, it is actually softer than that. I guess it is a pastel green. Easy on the eye. Sorry about the cheesy girl on the car, but this is the only pic I could find on the web, the other one's wouldn't link.

I miss the Maples.

We had beautiful twin maple trees in front of our house when I was growing up. I miss them. In the fall the leaves would turn a beautiful golden yellow. They would cover our front yard like a big golden blanket. Except the sap from the trees would fall on the windshields of our cars. We parked out front.

I really like the fall time of the year. As I get older, I realize that a lot of people have allergies this time of year and it can't be pleasant for them. I hope that medicine works for them. I may be getting some sort of allergy but mine seems to hit me in May.

I like the clear skies, crisp days with just a nip of cool in the air. Sometimes I like the fog. When people don't have to drive in it. I like to look out over a farm land with trees lining the hills, the leaves slowly turning their brilliant colors and a lazy fog over the countryside. I must put my camera in my car and go driving this week-end.

There is a fall festival this week-end so I will get some good pictures of that. Most of the people at the campsites decorate their campers. Some of them really go all out. I think last year one of them had like 7 mannequins. Of course they had them dressed up as witches stirring a big cauldron of brew. And some were in chains, looking grotesque. I still like the cute/scary stuff. Not that much gore.

I just had my front porch re-done with new railing. I can't wait to decorate it. I will try to find the time tomorrow evening and start getting the stuff out of the garage.

Ready for the Ghouls.

Okay. I can see the neighbors putting up Halloween decorations, that is okay. It is telling me I better get on the ball. But, this morning I passed a house and they had a white Santa sleigh and white reindeer on their front lawn. They better be cleaning their garage, or something!


I hope to get a lot of good pictures this Halloween and to post the good ones here. I am in the mood for decorating. My favorites are the hanging eyes I have blinking in the trees, and my rubber casper-shaped lit pumpkin head. I like to add a little friendly fun in with the scary to take the edge off.

Oh, I got in touch with my friend I was supposed to meet last week and she had to cancel because her house was sliding down the hill. It moved 8 inches, she told me. They had to move out. She estimates that the house has been there 80 years. They are going to have an auction. They are keeping the farm. The area is well-known for having hundreds of mining tunnels underneath the land. There are no maps of exactly where they all are. That wasn't an issue a hundred years ago when they were building the mines. They are looking to FEMA for help.

What I didn't tell you was at the county fair this year was a booth that was decorated with all kinds of big signs saying "Ban Gay Marriage" - it was obviously a booth promoting Bush and the Republican party. I can say lots here, and it is all on the tips of my fingers, but I am tired.