Breaking News: Pinal County Sheriff is Outed


Guess what! If you haven’t already heard, Pinal County Sheriff, Paul Babeu, is gay! When I first heard about it, I thought, “Wonderful! We have something in common. So am I!” Oh! Not that kind of gay?

So, the man isn’t holding a press conference because someone called him out on being incredibly happy. Sheriff Babeu is a homosexual. Does that change what he has done with his career or who he is as a person? Did he awake the morning The New Times ran their story and decide he now needed to change his whole personality? I sure hope not. After all, who the hell cares?

Obviously, I care enough to write about it. But, that’s as far as it goes. Didn’t Lawrence v. Texas say it was perfectly legal to do whatever you want in your own bedroom? So, why is it such a big deal? Because the man is a Conservative? Is there a special templated checklist someone must check off in order to be Republican or Democrat? If so, I might have both parties screaming, “Old Adela belongs to you. No! She’s all yours! Can we just toss her over to the Libertarians? They’ll never notice. They’re probably too busy smoking, anyhow.” After all, if we want to put everyone into their own little political cubby of what they should be like….

If Sheriff Babeu had been a Democrat nothing would have been said. It would have been a shrug or, “So? I thought so all along?” But, because he doesn’t fit into that perfect little mold, it’s supposed to be shocking and controversial.

Which brings me to his personal life. We have gotten so much into this reality television and tabloid way of life that we need to know everything about someone’s personal life, just because we know their name. There was a time that personal meant personal. If someone was an actor or a politician, we focused on their performance or how they did their job. Not what goes on behind closed doors. After all, my co-workers didn’t know every detail of my life. Heck! I don’t even know every detail of my life.

So, that’s my rant for the day. I was going to catch you up with all the sordid details of my personal life, since October, but I saw this on the news and wanted to get my thoughts on this out of the way, first.

Be back Wednesday.

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Published in: on February 20, 2012 at 9:12 pm  Comments (1)  
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Not for the Weak of Heart


It’s my favorite time of year. We just had a hail storm that decided to take a tour of the state. This means my air conditioning unit can take a nap and I might be able to start prepping my garden.

Yesterday the Arizona Cardinals had their first REAL game of the season. FOOTBALL! Yes, I do enjoy it. I’m not obsessed, yet it’s makes for fun family time. My second youngest son is a Cardinals fan, while the rest of the family have our hearts devoted to the Green Bay Packers. The most fun is when the two teams play against each other. It becomes a challenge between our son and Mr. Greene on who is going to win.

Football season has always been my favorite time of year. In high school the games and dances that followed created memories, both good and bad, to carry for a lifetime. I met one of my favorite girl friends while attending one of my first high school football games. Now that she lives in Wisconsin, she better be a devoted Packers, too.

The season changes. The air is crisp, while the scent from tailgate parties fills the air. Meanwhile, Mr. Greene gets an urge to throw on a helmet and pad his shoulders, so he can tackle somebody. He says he doesn’t understand,either. Especially since he hasn’t played football since he was 13. It isn’t as if he has an urge to wrestle every time he sees a wrestling match.

But, that’s the magic of football season.

But, if you’re a Cardinals fan, it’s best to have your blood pressure checked. It’s also a good idea to make sure that you are actually breathing every chance you get. If the Cardinals are good at one thing, it’s generally how to turn a winning game into a losing one at the very last minute. I know they did win yesterday. I was keeping track and could feel my blood pressure going up, down, up, down, and was that sideways?

Which is why I say, football is not for the weak of heart. It’s a sport where manly men get to romp around in the mud, chasing an oblong ball, trash talking and dogpiling on each other, and no one thinks twice about being smacked on the back end.

The season is here and it looks like it’s going to be amazing. So, let’s pull out the grill, get our cheesehead hats, and watch us some football.

Published in: on September 12, 2011 at 4:00 pm  Leave a Comment  
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