Once again I haven't blogged for ages. My friend asked me Sunday if I was going to blog and my answer was "nope". Sometimes there just isn't anything there. Still isn't.

The news and TV is full of Bush and Kerry whoring themselves around the nation. If I were to vote it would be Bush. Kerry is a revised version of Clinton and Gore, convictions and beliefs can be bought. Anyway I'm not going any farther down that avenue, I've posted before I have no use for wusses.

The news bombardment about Christopher Reeve's death leaves me with undefined emotions. Sure he was handsome and a ok actor. He got lucky landing the Superman role. I guess what gets to me is how he's being called a hero. An inspiration, yes. Hero, no. I wonder how many quads would be an inspiration if they had the bank account to buy an electric wheelchair, buy a van to haul them around, buy 24 hour nursing care, extensive physical therapy without a cap from an insurance company or medicaid, a loving family with money that could care for them in the home. Hell even a family that doesn't have to sell almost everything to pay for the medical care. So the real inspiration I'm thinking is to have money if a very bad thing happens.

So, like I said, I really haven't got anything to say.