Today I'm wondering....

Is it just me, or is the sight of a five-year-old crying in distress as her eyebrows are being waxed for a junior beauty pageant downright offensive?  Does a five-year-old even have her allotted quota of eyebrow hair?  And the woman who birthed her (I'm loathe to use the word 'mother') defends this hideous action by saying, 'They called BEAUTY pagents'.  For God's sake, woman, if you must have an accessory with frosted highlights, false eyelashes, and a spray tan; buy a freaking Barbie Doll!

Another thing I'm wondering today, where is it in the law of physics that honking like an excited goose and gesticulating like a hyperactive Italian from one motor vehicle is going put the motor vehicle in front in motion?  It didn't happen to me, when my car stalled at a busy intersection.  So the excitable lunatic in the car behind me is going to have to go back to the drawing board if he wants a Nobel prize for discovering some new law in physics pertaining to motion.  For the record, I actually don't like being stalled at an intersection with cars trying to get around me and a big semi-trailer turning dangerously close (I live in a town that gets a lot of interstate carriers, and the planned bypass is not yet finished).

And I'm wondering will I ever be a famous writer.  I'll have to keep working at that one! 

Bye for now.