Obama Reams The Recalcitrant Republicans ‘Live’, Leaving Them Reeling (?)
Posted by admin on January 30th, 2010
Good morning!
Did you get the opportunity to see Obama last night in his prime, on prime time television? His retreat meet with the GOP in Baltimore was historically unprecedented. A must watch.
Here’s a clip from MSNBC’S analyis pool, Keith Olbermann, Rachel Maddow and Chris Matthews:
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One of my favorite quotes so far: “I’m not a pundit, I’m just the president…so take it for what it’s worth. I don’t think the American people want us to focus on our job security. They want us to focus on theirs.” Right on Mr. President - Thank you.
Readers: I am still in the middle of watching the entire 82 minutes myself, and if you want to join me, click here to see all of the videos. If you’ve seen them already and want to share your thoughts - blog me.
I just wanted to make a general comment to those of you who responded to my write yesterday, by saying how much I appreciated your ideas and input, and more importantly, I am so happy that those of you who have children are going to heed the advice. Spread the ‘code word’ to you family and friends. :)
On another note…Herat: Relieved to know that the information I was given, helped you and hopefully others. Be safe.
Have a beautiful Saturday!
Gratefully your blog host,
michelle
Aka BABE: We all know what this means by now :)
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January 30th, 2010 at 11:36 am
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January 30th, 2010 at 11:37 am
HEALTH INSURANCE BATTLES: SIX TRICKS THAT WORK
Health insurers have lots of sneaky ways to deny insurance claims because, of course, the less they pay, the more money they get to keep. I got some good advice from professional patient advocate, speaker and radio-show host Trisha Torrey on what we consumers can do to help get coverage when the insurers are trying to wiggle out of their obligations…
SIX SECRETS TO GET YOUR HEALTH INSURANCE COMPANY TO PAY
1. Be persistent. Health insurance representatives generally will speak as if their decisions come from policies that allow for no variation. What the companies don’t want you to know is that sometimes when you get turned down by one representative, another may be more willing to give you the answer you want to hear.
Try this: If a claim is denied, it’s worth checking to see whether you get consistent answers from two different sources — perhaps call again to see if another representative makes the same decision and/or speak to someone with more authority.
2. Get everything in writing to even out the playing field. Insurance companies are scrupulous about keeping copies of all medical paperwork and correspondence involving your care — including letters and e-mail correspondence. They also may record telephone conversations and, if there is a dispute about who said what and when, you’ll do far better if you’ve also kept careful records.
To play at the same level: Retain copies of all correspondence (paper and online) that you send and receive. Also keep a log of notes and details of all phone calls (date and time, the name of the person you spoke to, what you discussed, any verbal commitments, etc.). And never accept only a verbal commitment from an insurance company — always ask for confirmation in writing.
3. If you had no choice, you had no choice. If you weren’t able to choose who your provider was, you should not have to pay higher, out-of-network costs.
For example: When your in-network surgeon chooses to use an out-of-network anesthesiologist for your surgery… or sends you to an out-of-network lab for blood work… the choice of provider was out of your control.
What to do: Insurers may do their best to deny the top level of reimbursement, but Torrey says to be persistent in stating your case and insisting on coverage. Similarly, when emergency care is needed and you are therefore not in control of health-care decisions, you may not be liable for higher out-of-network costs. Check your policy. Also, in some states, out-of-network emergency care coverage is mandated by law.
4. Tell all… there’s no such thing as too much information. Requirements are tightening up for screening tests that look for signs of disease before symptoms develop, and some insurers limit the diagnostic tests they’ll cover, too. Check your policy to be sure.
To get around this: Be sure you clearly and specifically report the symptoms you are concerned about, even if they’re embarrassing (for instance, for colonoscopy a change in bowel movements or traces of blood in your stool).
5. Even an insurance company can be intimidated by credentials and titles. Irate consumers aren’t very scary to big insurance companies… but doctors and congressional representatives can make them nervous. If coverage is initially denied to you for a test or other service, an explanatory call from your physician might get a different outcome.
A good strategy: On critical correspondence, copy your congressperson, state insurance commissioner or another state board that regulates health plans. You can find links to the regulatory entities in all 50 states at the Web site of the National Association of Insurance Commissioners & the Center for Insurance Policy and Research (www.naic.org — check “States & Jurisdiction Map”). That way, the insurer will have to answer to them for the decisions it makes.
6. Patient advocates know what works… and insurers know it. Insurers are not fans of these persistent, well-informed third parties who can help slice through red tape and are good at negotiating favorable coverage and settlements.
How to find one: Start with a service you don’t even have to pay for — the nonprofit Patient Advocate Foundation (www.patientadvocate.org or 800-532-5274), which provides free case-management services for people with serious diseases, such as cancer, and has lots of experience needling insurance companies. (Note: This organization is staffed by volunteers, so its phones often are busy. If you find that is the case, you can go directly to its “Request Patient Assistance with a Case Manager” form by clicking http://gallery.patientadvocate.org/requests/paf_cm_request.php.)
There are also for-profit patient advocate firms that employ nurses and other health-care professionals to argue cases on patients’ behalf. They may charge as much as $150 to $200/hour — but for a big bill, it might be worth it. You can find patient advocates in your region at Torrey’s Web site, AdvoConnection.com, a directory of patient advocates.
As Torrey notes, insurers are a wily lot — but you can get real results by using these secrets to turn the tables on them and get the health coverage you need and deserve.
Source(s):
Trisha Torrey, patient advocate, syndicated newspaper columnist, radio talk-show host and national speaker based in upstate New York. She is author of You Bet Your Life! The 10 Mistakes Every Patient Makes (available February 2010). Visit her blog at EveryPatientsAdvocate.com/blog.
January 30th, 2010 at 1:44 pm
A year and three months ago I met this guy at a bar on Maui. He didn’t give me any more attention in the club than he did to anyone else. He was a very good dancer, though he didn’t seem to know that he was. His behavior while very gentlemanly was very odd even for a tourist.
When I asked him where he was from he smiled and said Maui. He was definitely not from Maui
We hit it off so well I invited him to come along with me and some of my friends to our private section of the beach. An area we reserve for ourselves.
He said that he didn’t know how to swim, but that he was game to see how it felt to be in water. I said “you look pretty clean to me. ” He smiled and said , “uh huh.”
I confess, as an avid reader of your blog, I was hoping he was an alien. I mean he seemed to be unaware of how attractive he was. And he seemed to be unaware of how attractive I was. Most men I meet can hardly keep their eyes off me.
I model part time to pay my way through college. I am never out of work. I don’t have to work my mother comes from old Island money, but I like the affirmation the job gives me.
We took off our clothes to enter the water. I kept my panty on he took everything off. We waded in until the water was over our head. When I surfaced to breathe, he continued to remain under water. We were alone so no one saw us. I told myself that either he was an alien or he could hold his breath an awfully long time.
I asked him if he had heard of Michelle’s blog. He said no. I told him it was a blog about aliens visiting earth. He said that he didn’t believe in aliens. I asked him why and he said, who would want to visit such a primitive planet.
As we went to get our clothes I still had my panty on but he was completely naked. It was then I was sure he was an alien. This man was looking at me in the clear moonlight. and he didn’t have a hard on.
I said to him that he must be an alien because any human who was not gay would have a hard on. He said that he thought I was very attractive and he was very horny for me. When I looked at his penis again it was very hard.
I reached for it and let him kiss me. It was very hard, but I wasn’t going to let any man f**k me on the first date. I asked him if he wanted to see me again. He said yes. I asked him if he wanted me to drop him off somewhere. He said he would tell me when to let him out. After we left the beach, we drove another mile and he asked me to let him out. I gave him my number and he gave me his cell number. It had a Maui prefix.
I called him as soon as I awoke, I asked if he wanted to take me to breakfast. He got my address and came over to meet me. He was driving a mercedes benz. It had Maui plates and he had a huge diamond on his right hand ring finger.
He paid for breakfast, but he didn’t seem comfortable getting change. We went back to my place. I don’t remember us discussing making love. There was no sexual tension All I remember is that we were making love.
It was so good. I don’t ever remember being so wet. He never got soft the first time we made love. He was inside me and it felt so good I didn’t want it to stop. Every time I approached an orgasm I would pull back and ride him some more.
He had a way with his hands and words. What he said was as exciting as what he was doing to me. But I couldn’t distinguish from his words and his hands. They both touched lightly, teasingly and deeply. I did not want it to ever stop.
Suddenly I was coming. It started inside me and moved out side my pussy into my nipples and earlobes. It was good. So good that I knew I was his anytime he wanted me for the asking.
It was not just the sex, it was the whole experience, the way he looked at me, how he touched me. I, by body waited uneasily for him to touch me. Like it was hooked on drugs or something. I had to have his touch.
Over the next three years whenever we met it didn’t matter whether we were alone or in public he was making love to me. It was so good.
His words were making normal conversation. But like his hands they were doing things to me. I felt loved, trusted, needed, wanted, and I wanted him to want to make love to me.
Now when we made love he would often vary the size of his penis while it was inside me. At first it was distracting. Then it became a game of intense frustration and excitement.
He could take me to the brink of an incredible sexual explosion and then tease me with a cock inside me that was firm but not hard. Then he would increase the girth of his cock so that my pussy felt so full it became inflamed with pleasure. I was so wet even that incredible tightness caused me to have wrenching, spasmic orgasms.
I never wanted them to stop. He didn’t seem aware that he could make himself hard or soft whenever he wanted to. When I brought it up he would look down at his hard penis and say “oh.”
I would tell him I knew he was not human because human males can not make their penises hard on demand. He could also make it soft on demand. While we were laying in bed he would get a hard on whenever he wanted to.
After intense long hours of making love I would be spent he would pull out of me with a huge hard on. Even after coming, he would pull out of me come in his hand and continue with his huge hard on while we talked.
Sometimes he would make his penis semisoft while inside me. My pussy had become so used to his doing this that it would begin expanding and shrinking to continue the grasp it had on his cock. My pussy had a mind of its own when he was inside of me.
It would satisfy itself. I went along for the pleasure. It would get wet when he sat next to me. It would get wet if he touched me anywhere. Sometimes he would massage my feet and I would come the second he put his cock inside of me.
Sometimes we would make love continuously for hours and the pleasure was indescribable. It was specific and everywhere at once. When we were together with others, I would have shared him with anyone he wanted. Yet, the subject never came up. I was all he wanted and he was all I wanted.
He was in my life but he wasn’t. I could call him anytime of the day he was available, he would appear as if out of my dreams when I was sleeping and we would make love. Yet, I never knew where he really lived.
Two weeks ago he said that he would have to leave and that he would not return until 2026. He said that he would look pretty much the same and that we could take up where we left off if I wanted to.
I said I would certainly not look the same, he said that he would fix that by coming in my mouth the next three times we made love. When we make love he would pull our and come in my mouth. It was warm, almost sweet, and I felt smarter after I swallowed it.
When he said goodbye and left, I didn’t believe that he was actually leaving. He has been gone now for about three weeks. I miss him but I am continuing my life as if he he will reappear anytime. He said that he would call me one month after he left.
I have about a week to go. I didn’t realize how much I took for granted the things he would do when we were together. He made time pass differently. He would make things appear without pomp and circumstance.
He often acted as if he was just as surprised as I did if I made an issue of a glass of water that suddenly appeared when I was thirsty or a treat if I felt hungry. He would often feel my needs as I felt them. His tummy would growl when I was hungry or he would say “have you eaten?” as he offered me something knowing that I was hungry.
I took those things only he could do for granted now I’m wondering how to be in a relationship with a human male again.
Michelle, I often read your blog to him when we were together. I often asked him if I could write in and tell the blog I was sleeping with an alien. He said he would prefer if I didn’t. He said I could say whatever I wanted when he left. It never occurred to me to ask him what he meant by that.
But he is gone now, do you think I should wait for him to return. Or should I take his word for it that he will return in 2026. Oh, I forgot to tell you that he said I would be married and have three children two daughters 14 and 10 and a boy 12.
I have no boyfriend presently and I am not looking. Michelle should I wait or should I get on with my life. I miss him so much. It is not only the “magic,” he was truly wonderful.
I was always the center of his attention whether we were in public or out. He always thought about my feelings. He never quite fit in when it came to understanding how humans conduct themselves, but he always fit into me so incredibly. Some of my orgasms were so sensational, they were magical. I was often transported into a realm of pleasure that was so awesome I couldn’t drive for hours afterwards.
But it was his touch and the way he talked about things I will miss the most. He knew everything about how things worked on a molecular level and nothing about how to use our gadgets.
Yet, he could master any challenge if I asked him how to fix something. He always took the time to make me happy. Those three years seemed like we were always together. He knew me so well.
He often didn’t understand the nuances or slang of english, but he could speak our Hawaiian language fluently. My parents were in awe of the understanding he had of our people’s history.
My father believed he was an alien, mother thought we were both crazy for the first three months. But when he gave her a stone on a chain and told her to be sure she was wearing it whenever she used a form of transportation besides her feet, she chose to do so. She goes no where with out it.
When he told us that he would be leaving and would return in 2026, my father accepted it as if he had said he was off to the market and would return in a few. Mother has yet to express an opinion. She says I should go back to dating. Dad has no opinion.
I miss his help in every part of my life. He knew how to construct an english sentence so well. He could always express my thoughts as I had wanted to but couldn’t find the words or choice of expressions he had at his finger tips.
When i told my dad about his ability, he asked him to edit some of his copy. My dad is an astrophysicist at ASIAA. My dad said his ability convinced him that he was an alien. When he would come over my dad would often steal him away for long talks.
I would have to go in and get him. Mother told me a week ago she was glad he was gone because she said he had an eerie hold on me and dad. I said I asked dad if he felt that way he said that mother was just afraid of the different.
I remember asking him why he did not like to mingle with my friends, he said he didn’t mind if I didn’t but that I had to accept the fact that humans would either instantly dislike him or like him. I would counter with “I thought you said that you were human,” he would reply “I didn’t say I wasn’t.?
Most of my girlfriends liked him instantly sometimes too much. Most of my male friends hated him or felt that he was weird. That’s why it was strange mother didn’t fit into one of the two categories. She said his voice made her uncomfortable like he knew her Biblically. This from a woman who has never been all that religious.
Dad said he probably made my male friends uncomfortable because they felt sexually attracted to him and they were not gay. He said that my alien friend may not have be aware of his being able to cause this effect in the human male.
I told mother what dad said and she asked me if I felt like he had already make love to me before I slept with him. I said no but I hadn’t felt any hesitation to go to bed with him except for the advice she had given to me not to make love to a man on our first date. But I said that if he had made a move on me that first night, I would have made an exception for the first time.
My mother said that when he touched her hand the first time they met, she had a mini orgasm. She said that it was so small and pleasurable that she didn’t recognize it as an orgasm at the time. She said that it wasn’t until she stopped smiling and went to the kitchen for refreshments that she realized how wet she was and that she had had and orgasm.
She said that she would some times hear him talking, or walk in on us, or see the smile on dad’s face when he came home to find us sprawled on the living room floor doing one of my class assignments, and she thought of Jesus.
She said when dad sat her down and told her he believed that there was an alien dating their daughter, she left and stayed with her best friend for the night. She said that when she told her what dad said she said dad was in a crazy profession and was just having some fun with her. Mother asked her to come over and see him but she refused.
After she told dad what she had told her best friend, dad made her promise not to tell anyone else that again. She said she didn’t because he convinced her that he could lose his security clearance if it got around that he believed his daughter was dating an alien.
At this point I should say two daughters because my married sister, the internist, eventually started sleeping with him too. At first he refused, but when I said that I really wanted him to he said that if he did it would not be for just that once.
He said that once he started sleeping with someone if a bond developed he would continue. He asked me if I could handled that. I said that I would never be jealous of him or my sister.
My big sister asked me if she could two weeks after discovering us making love in her garage. She said that she had watched for about 30 minutes. She said it felt like he was so deep inside her his penis was touching her womb.
Tickling it like when you eat jalapenos and popcorn. It burned a little but felt so good you never wanted it to stop. I knew she felt something because she described how his penis swelled and shrunk inside her. Gradually getting so big that she thought she would explode with pleasure. She said that her orgasm was so intense that peed on herself. I had had the same experience during our love making in that garage that day.
After she made love to him she said that she felt like he was a god. She said that she was his anytime he wanted her but that she still loved her husband as much as she ever did. She said that she had never cheated on her husband and never would.
We had some incredible love making sessions with him together and she told me about meeting him to make love in the back of his station wagon. She said that it was so incredible that she couldn’t see patients for about an hour afterwards.
Our parents don’t know, but I suspect that my mother suspects because my sister has stopped coming over as much as she used to when he was here. When i told her what he said she cried and said that she wished i had allowed her to taste his sperm from his cock. She said she was only allowed to have it when he came on her tummy or thigh. She said that she often gave him head but he never came in her mouth.
Actually, he had a different way of experiencing head. He would start off very hard but would go soft in the middle and have incredible orgasms while soft and then he would become hard again and stay that way until I stopped. Sometimes he would come while soft, and then become steel hard penetrate me quickly and give us the most intensely strong orgasms we have ever had. My sister used to grab me and just shake for a few minutes.
Sometimes after making love he would sit with his penis still hard and talk to me about whatever we had been discussing before we started. If I never mentioned his hard on he would keep it until we started to put on our clothes.
My sister said that he often came over during her shifts and discussed treatment options, making suggestions that worked and teaching her things she had never learned in medical school. She said she never felt more loved or respected by anyone in her life. She said that he is the only man she felt comfortable going to the toilet around. We were never uncomfortable doing anything around him.
Mother doesn’t know that dad told me she woke up crying a couple of times and told him that she missed him too. So should I wait or should I get on with my life. You know aliens is it possible that he could return before 2026?
Kaylani
January 30th, 2010 at 5:30 pm
Wow Wow Wow, I enjoyed that. I got home about an hour ago and checked in what a fantastic surprised.
Thank you Kaylani
Jackie
January 30th, 2010 at 5:30 pm
I’m wet.
January 30th, 2010 at 5:45 pm
That was quite an experience. So did you google his phone number?
January 30th, 2010 at 6:38 pm
For Curious Minds: When the blog is shut down for days or longer, who do you think asks Carr to turn it back on? When Earth is in danger from hostile Aliens, who do you think asks Carr to assist and annihilate this threat — often without mentioning it on the blog at all.
My life with Carr is complicated. I must often hold back information until I am permitted to comment on the blog to make others aware. Sometimes they are not meant for Humans to understand.
Jill, Holly, Brittany, Linda, Darcy. You do not know what you are talking about. You do not have a clue about me and what I do for the good of this blog and Humankind. This is serious shit I write about. There are things going on both on our planet and everywhere else in the Universe that would make your hair stand up. Invasion is being attempted all the time by different Aliens from all over the Universe.
Our Governments have made deals with certain Aliens expecting to receive technology from them so we may be more powerful warriors or cure diseases. We can now go into suspended animation because we were given this information which was shared with the rest of the Nations capable of using it. Perhaps we can reach some distant Planets in our Soloar System by sleeping through the long voyages. Some things I am allowed to write about, others are forbidden.
Angel, you speak out of your asshole — not knowing anything about the relationship between Al, Carr or myself and what we bring to the table. We get along just fine, yet you assume we do not. All based on bullshit.
John, you say Aliens are the main reason you tune into the blog. If you do not like what I write, do not read it, or ignore it.
Remember, the Tao brag about thei gian space ships which take them to all parts of the Universe. Car does not need a space ship. He thinks it and is there. The same goes for creating Planets, Suns, and Galaxies from nothing. That is the difference between the Aleins who visit us and Carr. He is the real thing.
I enjoy writing about extraterrestrials and what they are up to. Many readers also are interested in hearing about these supernatural happenings. I will keep writing.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never harm me. So have fun Men haters. It is all for naught. It doesn’t phase me.
HOWIE
January 31st, 2010 at 10:09 am
All that may be good Howie. But do you have to toot your own horn so often. It makes you sound like a pompous blowhard.
Jill
January 31st, 2010 at 10:13 am
Howie:
For a person so privileged you have such a thin skin. Only a person so wrapped up into his own feelings would react like you do to a little criticism. If Al is still around he is probably too scared to disagree with the spoiled self-centeedr room mate he is living with.
Al, I feel for you. You have my sympathies.
Angel
January 31st, 2010 at 10:25 am
I am one of those “man-haters” you referred to. I agree with Jill. You are so into Howie nothing else that is said counts. You only look to what is said to or in Michelle’s case not to Howie.
Howie knows Carr, Howie knows what is really happening. Howie writes about aliens.
So fucking what. We may enjoy your input and even your galactic help. But we are sick of your ego. This blog is not about how it makes Howie feel. It is about sharing whatever anyone wants to share with others.
And once it is shareed, it is open to any criticism anybody wants to make. If you can’t take criticism, then why don’t you just be content to read, helping the planet and shutting the fuck up.
That way you won’t get your sensitive feelings hurt. God do you ever listen to yourself? You are such a cry baby. Thank me, write to me, go through me, Me, Me, Me.
You are so self-absorbed that you can’t see all those mes. All you can do is sit around crying about how you get not respect. You are the Roger Dangerfield of this blog.
Okay blogsters from now on lets refer to Howie as RD. He is always whining about not getting any respect. And it is about as comical as Roger Dangerfield’s act so let’s make him the new Roger Dangerfield.
Al, I bet you have thought of this every time you hear him complain about not getting any respect from Michelle or someone else. I bet you have to do a lot of ass kissing around him.
Tootsie