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I’m pissed. I never thought that I would be writing in defense of Ann Coulter. Actually, I’m not so much defending Ann Coulter as I am bitching about only half of a story being told.
Coulter’s words have been taken out of context and twisted and that pisses me off. When that happens to ANYONE it pisses me off.
I haven’t read any of Miss Coulter’s books and before today, I had never actually read any of her articles. Truth be told, her blatant “hate speech” had turned me off to her completely. I would rather stick myself in the eyes with mechanical pencils than listen to her for longer than the time it takes me to change the channel.


















Guess who does NOT qualify for Father of the Year. Any ideas? Drum roll please…MY DAD! That’s right folks, he’s fucked up again.
I just got my new issue of 



There appears to be a proverbial light at the end of the tunnel.
Cara went to sleep last night at 7:15 pm. She promptly woke up at 7:30 pm and we implemented our plan once she woke. She cried and fussed and flipped us the baby finger until 8:32 pm. Tucker and I took turns going in and reassuring her.


















