We were gonna balance the budget...

I like flowers. I am not so fond of boogers. There.

One my favorite blogspots, located conveniently in the Middle Road started a chuckle in me that erupted into this blomit. They remind us all, since it is substance abuse awareness month, to drink responsiby. Ah, yes. I concur. Driving drunk has enormous consequences that reach far beyond your own personal inconvenience. The results can be deadly, and they are never funny.

The reason I chuckle dear friends, is from disbelief that our government, cashed strapped as it is, would continue to under-staff and underfund critical departments in charge of the health and safety of our community. So, this month, as the Middle Roaders say, if you get drunk and crash, be prepared to sit for a while waiting for help or bleed to death at the hospital waiting for a doctor.

...the buzz around town is that physicians at the Commonwealth Health Center have been telling people that they should avoid driving when they are intoxicated from now on.
Again, why? Because there are no doctors left on the island to treat victims of road mishaps or tragic accidents.

Maybe I should issue a letter to parents informing them to try and make sure their children don't develop learning difficulties since we are short of teachers and will not be able to accomodate them. Oh wait, that is already happening in some cases. Makes as much sense as taking 2 million dollars away from us, promising to, but never paying it back and then threatening to investigate us for theft of services.

It is substance abuse awareness month in the CNMI folks. Let's all rally the cause here and fight to stop the senseless sniffing of stupid gas.

I like hydrangeas the best. Boogers belong in your nose, not on your tongue. There.