new toys!

it is a beautiful day!!

so today my new toys arrived in my office.

THREE NEW PRINTERS!! I am so excited! words cannot express my excitement. It's been four years since my mom and i embarked on the journey that is CCC Graphics . . . and Printing and now four years later we have all new printers!!

i am so excited about what God has in store the shop next year. i feel increase baby!!!

=)
www.cccgraphicsandprinting.com

Open Gym | 08NOV21

you know what time it is.

another beautiful Open Gym Video Creation by jan & BER!
enjoy.



aww yeah. =)

Confirmation

So as suspected, the McCain|Palin campaign will continue to unravel before our very eyes now that the United States of America has elected Barack Obama.

I thought about summarizing the NEWSWEEK article, then I decided not to.

NEWSWEEK has also learned that Palin's shopping spree at high-end department stores was more extensive than previously reported. While publicly supporting Palin, McCain's top advisers privately fumed at what they regarded as her outrageous profligacy. One senior aide said that Nicolle Wallace had told Palin to buy three suits for the convention and hire a stylist. But instead, the vice presidential nominee began buying for herself and her family—clothes and accessories from top stores such as Saks Fifth Avenue and Neiman Marcus. According to two knowledgeable sources, a vast majority of the clothes were bought by a wealthy donor, who was shocked when he got the bill. Palin also used low-level staffers to buy some of the clothes on their credit cards. The McCain campaign found out last week when the aides sought reimbursement. One aide estimated that she spent "tens of thousands" more than the reported $150,000, and that $20,000 to $40,000 went to buy clothes for her husband. Some articles of clothing have apparently been lost. An angry aide characterized the shopping spree as "Wasilla hillbillies looting Neiman Marcus from coast to coast," and said the truth will eventually come out when the Republican Party audits its books.

A Palin aide said: "Governor Palin was not directing staffers to put anything on their personal credit cards, and anything that staffers put on their credit cards has been reimbursed, like an expense. Nasty and false accusations following a defeat say more about the person who made them than they do about Governor Palin."

McCain himself rarely spoke to Palin during the campaign, and aides kept him in the dark about the details of her spending on clothes because they were sure he would be offended. Palin asked to speak along with McCain at his Arizona concession speech Tuesday night, but campaign strategist Steve Schmidt vetoed the request.

Astonishing. Or is it?

And I couldn't resist posting this recording. SIX MINUTES!! She talked for SIX MINUTES! ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME!!



and to think . . . she could have been our Vice President. You can't tell me that every vote doesn't count. SCARY.

it ain't over 'til the fat lady sings

I proudly hopped out of my Pilot and briskly walked through the parking lot of the Catholic church across the street from the elementary school that is my polling location. I could feel a giddy smile cropping up on my face. I tried to suppress it so that I didn't look like a foolish, little voting virgin skipping to the polls.

As I placed my feet on the sidewalk, now less than 50 paces from the front doors, my joyous bubble exploded with the words

"WE CAN'T LET THESE BLACK PEOPLE TAKE OVER OUR COUNTRY! IT AIN'T OVER 'TIL THE FAT LADY SINGS!"

I was no less than stunned. Immediately this alternate universe that I had created where everyone was voting for a candidate based on their credentials. Where people were voting for the party they believed was better qualified to do the job and not because of the color of their skin or maybe even their gender. Where REAL CHANGE was possible . . . all of this crumbled right there with those words of hate. I felt my body stop moving, and then I remembered that I live in an area that is predominantly Republican and sometimes VERY "old school." Her eyes met mine and for a second I could see the humanity in her . . . somewhere buried deep behind her glare. I chose to "just keep swimming . . ."

My eyes fixed on several McCain|Palin signs and I was hoping to see at least one Obama sign in the sea of McCain. As I reached the front door . . . finally. Obama|Biden.

At the door I was a little perplexed, I wasn't sure which way to go. I saw two people in suits holding information, I started walking toward them and we made eye contact. Before I could open my mouth to say anything, they glanced away and continued their conversation without a greeting of any sort.

"Ma'am. Did you need some help?"
My eyes met the kind eyes of a woman standing a little further up.
"Yes, which door do we use?"
"This one, right here. Here, have a sample ballot."
I hesitated. The paper was blue. **phew** "Thank you so much."
"God bless."
"Thank you, you too!" My giddiness was restored!

As I walked down the hall, I felt my smile coming back. I looked at the drawings of families and pumpkins, I peered in the empty classrooms and gazed at the squares on the floor. As I tried to walk with my feet in each square and not step on the lines (that must be where Ari gets it) I realized that tears were welling up in my eyes. I looked at my brown skin and I thought of all of the people who had put themselves in harms way. People who had given their life, just so I could have this experience. Just so I could fill in bubbles on a ballot. One tear. Two tears. The floodgates were about to burst.

"Excuse me, what line is this?!"
Why is she yelling? Can't she see I'm having a moment!?! GEEZ!

"I'm not sure ma'am. I think there's just one line."

She saw my face and my blue sample ballot and she stuffed her pink sample ballot into her purse and then turned to her friend and they started talking.

I was afraid that I would be standing in line for hours on end . . . but in less than 30 minutes I was sliding my ballot into the magical tallying device!

God Bless America!
I ROCKED THE VOTE!