Blaring hooter outside, startled me and the cats. Yet another grown man, too lazy to pry his well-fed American arse out of the car seat, to walk up to the door and knock.

What is it with these guys today??? I mean, it's one thing if the person they are picking up says, "hoot the car horn when you get there." But most of the time, it's just that these lazy so-called men, can't make the effort to walk the tiny little walk up to the front door and ring the gosh-darn bell.

John Wayne is truly a dead American icon. I mean, if me--overweight and disabled, I can walk to and from work all the time--but these big strong healthy men, can't even get out of a car seat? American men are total wimps--they may still do the macho posturing thing, but...it's just sad. They don't like waiting their turn in line, whine a lot, swear and spit in front of women and children---there's goes pride and honor flushed down life's loo.

Ah, I'm just in a mood, today--the weather. I hate being hot and sticky--I'd rather deal with bone-numbing cold, I'm much more aclimated to that.