ATMs For The Visually Impaired

So I've pretty much resigned myself to the blindness that makes my world a fuzzy mess. I know better than other people how to recognize the sound of someone's voice or the smell of what's cooking in the kitchen. I can tell you which dog is coming in by the pattern of their toenails clicking on the linoleum. Contacts and glasses make it so I can drive, but even with those I don't have 20/20. It doesn't help that sometimes I have a hard time focusing, probably because of the glaucoma that is attempting to squeeze my eyeballs out of my head.

(On a side note, when my doctor told me that I'll probably get prescribed medication for glaucoma the next time I came in, I asked him what exactly glaucoma is and does. He told me that it's a mysterious pressure in your head that affects your eyes. So I asked if my eyeballs would explode if I just let it go untreated. He said no, it would only detach my retinas. I was disappointed.)

Anyway, Mama trying to get me to look at cards for my cousin's birthday today (Happy Birthday Alisa!) I found myself wondering this...if I go officially blind, and can't read braille, does that make me illiterate?

A Rose By Any Other Name...

I wonder...

do we carry the sins and pain and pride of our ancestors, or scarier yet, the fore bearers of our name? If our character is alike, does that mean that our fate is the same as well?

Fraudulent Charges

Does the President have to pay his cable bill?

"Thank you for holding for 3 hours, how may I help you?"

"Yes, I've been charged for channels I don't have."

"Alright sir, can I just have your name and account number?"

"Barack Obama."

"Hello Mr. President."

"You know what, I just don't want to pay anymore. I shouldn't have to pay 100 a month to watch Real Housewives."

"I'm sorry Sir, I can't authorize that."

"I'm the President. I authorize it. Give me free cable."

4.2 Seconds

Every 4.2 seconds, a cell phone is stolen.
Seems to me like the cell phone companies make a lot of money off of that.

Rumor Mill

So internet rumor has it that pigs have 30 minute orgasms, while lions orgasm up to 50 times a day. I attempted to get some sort of documented proof, but I got bored and ended my search with this website that sort of, but not really, answers the whole "truth" aspect of it:

www.straightdope.com

The Straight Dope - Fighting Ignorance since 1973...(it's taking longer than we thought)

Apparently it's a site where this hilarious columnist named Cecil Adams answers the most amazing questions. (Although they admit in the FAQ that he never could make a systematic search for the Vatican's porn stash.)

But that's really not the point here. The point, the question, is this: quantity or quality, folks?

Borrowed Thought

How do you say f*** you politely?

Catch-22

I find it vaguely interesting that those who so desperately want love are those who aren't ready for it.

How

Can people not even notice they're being so blatently cruel?

Why Is It

That people seem to think I care about them?
Unless I've specifically told you, I don't.

If I Were A Twin

Would there be two of me as I am now, or would there be two completely different people?