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Elliot, Schm-Elliot

spingirl | 12 May, 2006 09:05

I am seriously about to lose my mind. The entire city of Richmond has lost what little tenuous grip it had on sanity and has gone Elliot Yamin-crazy. And it is driving me nuts!

Let me preface this by saying, I don't watch American Idol. I don't care about American Idol. If I want to see karaoke, I'll go to my local bar. I don't feel the need to earmark 2 hours of my week in order to pay homage to musicians of yesteryear or watch Ryan Seacrest's metrosexual bantering. However, since "Richmond's Own Elliot Yamin" has progressed through the rounds of American Idol, it seems there is no way to get away from American Idol. I am innudated with American Idol and Elliot Yamin on the radio every stinking day. There are billboards up in town supporting him. Everywhere I seem to go in town, I am being urged to "Vote Like Yamin It!!!!!"

All I want to do is hurl things like I mean it.

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Oops...He did it again

spingirl | 10 May, 2006 13:07

*sigh* So, by now, everyone should have heard the momentous news. Britney Spears and her ne-er-do-well leech, erm, husband, Kevin Federline, are having another baby. First thought I had upon hearing this: California Child Protective Services better hire some new people and pronto.

What is it about people like Britney and K-Fed that cause them to spawn like there is no tomorrow? Do you realize that K-Fed's sperm has done more work in the past couple of years than K-Fed himself has done over his entire life? That is both sad and disgusting.

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Just Say No!

spingirl | 09 May, 2006 13:10

So, my current job involves completing psychological evaluations on juvenile delinquents at the state juvenile correctional facitlity (or as I affectionately refer to it, kiddie prison). In the course of completing over 250 evaluations in the last 1.5 years, I have seen plenty of kids with drug problems. And when I say drug problems, I don't mean someone who sparks a joint up at a party every now and then. I mean someone who spends most of the day or week higher than a kite. As a result of my contact with these kids, I have come to a couple of conclusions about drugs.

First off: Current drug use prevention programs do not work. It is as simple as that. You can tell a 9-year-old to "just say no" all you want, but it seems like there are only a couple of things that will actually keep kids off of drugs: a strong family, a good peer group, and real goals for the future. Based upon my interactions with substance addicted kids, I have devised a drug prevention program of my own, one that I feel may actually work: Let kids spend a day with an honest-to-goodness druggie. Let the kids see just how many brain cells said druggie has killed. Let them see what drugs really do to brains as they watch their friendly druggie guide have trouble remembering simple facts from his or her own life or figuring out how to make change to buy a taco. Let them see what they could turn out to be. I know that working with these kids day-in and day-out has me scared shitless about the effects of drugs. It's quite sad to watch a 17-year-old kid be unable to form a simple design using four blocks because they have baked away most of the brain cells in their frontal lobe. My drug use prevention program would be a relatively cheap program, and it might knock more sense into impressionable kids than those stupid, unrealistic anti-drug commercials on tv.

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