I Really, Really Don't Want It to be all about Men and their Moms like Brady and Goodell

Feeling like this morning, where a regular old cacklefest would not cut it, especially if I have an annoying battle with sinuses that just won't quit here in Eastern Iowa, I feel I really, really don't want it to be all about Men and their Moms like Brady and Goodell. I feel like I don't want it to be a battle over 6 Year Old Problems.

I feel if the Big 12 Withheld future revenue from Baylor, I will go higher and harder against my rivals as in it would make more money to end the Big 12. I don't hear the droll of the shriek of breaking news at the top of my lungs or top to bottom journalism, either, but, if it was the College Football Poll everywhere we went like having World of Outlaws Sprint Cars everywhere we go, we'd feel better.

If I where to want to really be interested in making billions and trillions like everyday, I would be greatfully interested. I really wonder if the funnel cakes of our state budget aren't being made quickly enough for our state's liking?

And, beyond the something's gotta give attitude, I wonder if we would be given anything to rise and not be held back? There are so many fakes that there hard as nails to spot and to mak matters worse, would calling Nordiques Day on trading Phillip Rivers be called to the carpet?

Harreld's Misleadership of Iowa leaves this State Vulnerable

In the silver scar of the Gung Lu Shootings, I feel that I want to paint the corner in President Harreld's Misleadership of the University of Iowa and the people of Iowa leaving great shame throughout Iowa and the World.

Iowa City has not fully resolved the reprecussions of the 1980s, which leave empty suits and unrealized careers on Permenant Disruption. Even though Iowa City has grown exponentally since the 1980s and the Early 1990s, I feel there is just as many Iowa Citians and Hawkeyes Across America as Iowa Citians, and the flagship of the Midwest has been shredded to ribbons.

If parody is our best gift we've given the world and not farming, Willy Wonka and Old Hollywood, and Education, we are horribly fooled. It feels as if it is not knowing Sex and Love and the difference and instead, going in at once, even with no Woman and no positive Social Skills to keep her or keep her happy.

The next best worst gift is the Sex, Drugs, Rock and Roll and the Mindless Partying except no one's really shredded a mean guitar from Iowa City to the Rolling Stone. I don't mean to come loaded on the issues on Iowa City and Eastern Iowa's Worst Holiday, but, I feel we are increasingly losing grip of the reprecussions of our actions in a corporate world with no chance to learn.

I would have felt better if Election Day was Tuesday to get it out of my system, because I honestly wanted to be Out of Town instead. The busman Iowa City was long ago, I doubt you'd successfully bank on music acts like Denver without stumping to the lowest common denominatior, which is a lot of people and a lot of their money. Or, the Women's Justice Bloc of Iowa City is not off the bus like before, and the Johnson County is in horrible need of a new jail they can't afford to put off longer.

I'd don't like the Self Importance, or the Righteousness that is entitlement and laziness. I don't think losing our Old Heroes tomorrow would add dirt to Iowa City's issues except expensive new paper with disappearing or bleeding ink like we numb to Harry Potter. I'd have qualms with Art Student just to get a better deal on college or new shells to get people wealthy, rich and famous quickly, because both merge into a labyrinth, that is uncontrollable, uncorrectable and I wish there was more people in my state who would truly believe what was going on was trash without fear, harassment or deportation, especially if it happened to our families and mocking those circumstances would have lit emotions like Rudolph's Red Nose.