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Bailouts and Boeing Strikes

I'm the first to admit that I don't know enough about the entire bailout vote that didn't pass. I will say this...

Bailout the crooks and those Gucci-wearing-golden-parachute-getting rich boys? I don't think so. Where is all that bailout stuff helping the little guy who can't make his mortgage payments? Greed is what got this mess rolling in the first place and you shouldn't reward greed.

Boeing and IAM please start talking to each other. Puhleese? From the article I read last night in the Seattle Times, it doesn't appear that there is any movement in the negotiations because they're not talking to each other. Yeah, that makes a lot of sense.

Good news for us is that I've got those flyers going out to the school today for the kids to sign up for early morning Spanish class. Hopefully I'll get at least ten kids per class---maybe more. It's not exactly a golden parachute or a bailout but I'll take what I can get.

Oh....on the good news/bad news front. Ashley finally reached the top of the waiting list for adaptive swim lessons at Children's Hospital. That's the good news. The bad news? It costs money.

I love my life.

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  1. i don't know where our neighbor got it from, but he says that instead of bailing out wall street, they should split that money among the taxpayers...say $250,000 per household and we will let them tax it, leaving us with like $175,000 per household and then people pay off their mortgages which will help the mortgage companies and all kinds of stuff from there that will make the economy soar! hehe, we aren't house owners, but it still sounds good to me!!! Hey, we can dream, right?!

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  2. Wouldn't that be nice? It'll never happen though.

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