Posted on 01/01/2012 8:10:22 AM PST by Gen.Blather
I met some illegal Mexicans last night at a party. Several years ago I stayed with a couple of wonderful Mexican families in the Baja below California. These were well-off people. The homes, on average were beautifully tiled and some of them had mahogany inlaid walls, bookshelves and cabinetry that would cost a hundred-thousand dollars here. So, I’m guessing if they aren’t rich they’re very comfortable. The elderly not as well-off grandfather, while living in Mexico was receiving Social Security from the United States and owned a rent-free apartment in California which he used as his address to receive several forms of assistance checks from Californian agencies. He visited the apartment once a week to re-arrange things and make it looked lived in. He had a car, a Toyota Corolla that looked quite nice and had working air-conditioning. I gathered it was supplied as some form of assistance and he generally left it in California at the apartment. The apartment was about 1100 square feet and very livable. The grandfather told me most of entire complex, easily a 1000 units, were like him, on Californian assistance, but actually living in Mexico.
At the party were a couple of teenage boys from this family. Very nice kids. I’d be proud to have them as my own; diligent, hard working, trouble-free and much more adult than you’d expect from that age. They told me that they’d decided to go to high school in California instead of Mexico. They said that the (California) government gave them an apartment and they travel back to Mexico on the weekends. (I don’t know if they’re staying alone or if a family member is staying with them, but if I had to guess, they came alone.)
When I posted information on this family last time, Freepers angrily asked why I hadn’t reported them. Firstly, I was a well-treated guest. Secondly, this must be obvious to the casual observer. Even if I knew who to report it to in California, which I don’t, it is obvious that this is how it’s done. These people are only taking advantage of “benefits” put there for them. Not to avail themselves of these benefits would be like deciding not to take candy freely offered to you.
Pushy cats want brunch. Off to work I go! TTYL :)
I’ll get my own Restorative when I need it. Costs way too much to mail!
Frank, Jake and I will be heading for nap soon. DP has taken up a fun new hobby: snoring! I’m very tired today.
LOL!
Well, next time I visit, the Restorative is on me! LOL!
I’m tired today, too! But you have a reason. I just use it as an excuse not to go anywhere. I was going to go to Walmart, then go get a haircut, but decided I will wait until tomorrow. I have a coupon for the haircut, so it’s only $5!!! yay, me!
Take care of you and the soon-to-be-debuting baby. You are in my prayers!
XO
Good luck with the hair. Jamie-my-hairdresser was disappointed that I got a quick, cheap cut before Christmas. I do look a little like Janet Reno now, but oh well. She can do Bill’s hair, once he decides what to do with it. Today is his first college class, and I’m sure he wants to see what hairstyles the other students have!
This hair joint does a pretty good job and they are open at 8:00 in the morning, so it’s good for me.
Janet Reno on her best day never looked as good as you do on your worst day. ;o])
Wow. I didn’t realize Bill was off to college already. Does he get to drive the Purple Thing? (Oh, the hugh manatee!)
THanks he is.
As I did walk by Hampstead Fair
I came upon Mother Goose -- so I turned her loose --
she was screaming.
And a foreign student said to me --
was it really true there are elephants and lions too
in Piccadilly Circus?
Me? I’ll take chhocolate!
LOL!
Ooops...
I have a migraine and it is interfering with my vision.
I’m off for a while.
My phone is on, so call or text. :o])
Afternoon, nully. Good poem.
They don’t write lyrics like that anymore...
Walked down by the bathing pond
to try and catch some sun.
Saw at least a hundred schoolgirls sobbing
into hankerchiefs as one.
I don’t believe they knew
I was a schoolboy.
And a bearded lady said to me —
if you start your raving and your misbehaving —
you’ll be sorry.
Then the chicken-fancier came to play —
with his long red beard (and his sister’s weird:
she drives a lorry).
Laughed down by the putting green —
I popped `em in their holes.
Four and twenty labourers were labouring —
digging up their gold.
I don’t believe they knew
that I was Long John Silver.
Saw Johnny Scarecrow make his rounds
in his jet-black mac (which he won’t give back) —
stole it from a snow man.
Understatement.
We had broken up for good just an hour before
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
Now I’m staring at the bodies as there’s dancin’ ‘cross the floor
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
And then the band slowed the tempo and the music gets me down
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
It was the same old song with the melancholy sound
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
They don’t write ‘em like that anymore
They just don’t write ‘em like that anymore
We’d been living together for a million years
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
But now it feel so strange out in the atmospheres
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
And then the jukebox plays a song I used to know
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
Now I’m staring at the bodies as they dancin’ so slow
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
They don’t write ‘em like that anymore
They just don’t write ‘em like that anymore
Now I wind up staring at an empty glass
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
Cause its so easy to say that you’ll forget your past
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh
They don’t write ‘em like that anymore, no!
They just don’t write ‘em like that anymore
They don’t write ‘em like that anymore
They just don’t write ‘em like that anymore
I like it!
“I don’t think I’ve had a shower since before Anoreth was born.”
Indoor plumbing HAS been around for quite some time. You maybe wanna convince DP to give it a try?
;-)
“Reminds me of a conversation I had with my alter ego about how many beers to drink.”
Two. At least.
One drink makes me feel like a new man, and — convivial gentleman that I am — I always buy a round for the new guy.
OK. I usually ignore permathreads. But your post raises important questions.
Is your sister guilty?
Is your sister's wife guilty?
Please post images. The jury needs to reason from concrete evidence.
larg!
I shall devestate the zombie dustbunny rivalry with those.
They shall cower in fear of me!
And they shall cease their squabbling to rise up and devour the lifers...
*awkward pause*
*Cough*
...idle time by showing terrible power point slides for no reason at all!
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