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Yes, I did think about it. People wonder why the Mayan calendar ended at 2012.

Just how many years ago did they create this thing? How many hundreds of years, how many decades? Why should they have worried about so many years anyway? I mean they knew that they would not be alive at that time, maybe they thought that the people then would be able to figure it out all by them selves without anyone needing to do it for them.

Who knows. I am not a Mayan after all.

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There is another movie out. Another disaster, only this time supposedly the whole world will end.

Of course that means that life insurance would not necessarily be a bonus. However, who knows, if the world does not end and you do not survive, your family would benefit.

I often wonder where people get all of these idea about things ending. I sometimes think that they might be writing down their nightmares and then the nightmares become new movies. What do you think?

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In my article I wrote previously mentioned movies. Well, what goes with movies as well as popcorn?

My husband and brother are watching a movie as I type. My Super Ex-girl Friend is the movie. Frankly I would hate to be the one trying to break up with someone who can send my car into orbit. Thank God there ain’t no such thing. These days breaking up is hard enough without the idea of someone who can go schizo with super powers. The movie Fatal Attraction is proof of that danger.

Well, I’m married, soon to be 25 years in August. I don’t regret one day of those 25 years. I no longer have to worry about a boy friend. Now, all I have to worry about is running out of popcorn when we watch movies, corn chips are great but they are too salty. I wouldn’t mind having sliced tomatoes (as long as they come from Arkansas right now), but they don’t last very long. Oh well, back to popcorn, I watch another bag get eaten, and all I can say is…Thank God for the microwave type.

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We have too many movies. I never thought that I would say something like that, but it is true.

We started with a few movies in some boxes that used to have Ramen noodles in them. You know the ones…six cups of instant noodles that all you do is add hot water. Well, the collection has grown considerably. We have a 4 foot wide bookcase filled to over flowing, another bookcase that is 4 foot tall is filled. Another bookcase and another.

How did this happen? Well, our collection was small, then my mother-in-law started to collect movies. When she got tired of them, she would give them to us or to my husband’s brother. DVD’s of course do not fit in the same space that VHS movies use, they use less. If we were to sell these movies for 1$ each, we would have several hundred dollars. Of course then, we would have to replace all of the movies that we like. We no longer have to go rent movies to watch something that we like, but we can’t always find the particular movies that we are looking for though. Am I complaining? Nope, just need more bookcases.

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Just watched a movie called “Meet John Doe”. About an ordinary man in an extraordinary situation. A world exists out there we don’t know. It is filled with people like us–just surviving.

There are things happening that we never hear about. The news programs don’t look for this because it isn’t sensational. I believe that ordinary people living is a sensation. We’re not fat cats living off of other people and what other people do. We are ordinary people living each day.

The news media treats us like we are invisible, like we don’t exist. If we truly didn’t exist, the media wouldn’t have jobs because we pay them; because they wouldn’t have jobs without us. Why should we be ignored? It is like we’re treated as if we are mushrooms. You know, kept in the dark and fed bu**s**t. Please fill in the blanks where the stars are. Why shouldn’t we count? Why should we be ignored? Why should only the oddballs, the weirdos, criminals, powerful, famous and rich count? When did being ordinary all of a sudden mean we should be ignored? Open your eyes and look around. We are being passed by because we aren’t sensational. That doesn’t mean we are unimportant! We count too.

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