Rubber Duckie, You're the One-You Make Rance Time Such Less Fun...
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You, my friends and family, who this blog is for know me and love me. However, I am under attack by random forces who feel that it is ok to make seriously off base and rather vicious personal judgments of me so I feel the need to respond via this, my forum.

Apparently the First Amendment is no longer applicable when it comes to the formerly amazing blog site belonging to Rance. (If you are unaware of Rance, I don't have the inclination to inform you--it sucks now so just realize that you are missing nothing). What was once an amazingly original site has been sucked down by nauseating and sophomoric sycophants all doing the elephant walk with each other.

The site has gone to the shitter under the leadership of `Rubber Duckie' - who I always tend to think of as a man because of the apparent reference to the nickname in the trucker song "Convoy"- but who is, in fact, a self-proclaimed single mother who evidently lacks any sort of life in the real world. Rance's blog has gone from acerbic and witty commentaries on Hollywood life to a 12-step support system for wanna be writers looking for validation.

God forbid, you voice an opinion about the sorry direction the site has taken or a handful of losers will immediately make harsh and completely unfounded remarks about your character--not about your comments--about you personally. Way to go kids! It doesn't get more childish that that! Welcome back to grade school! Another black eye for the mob mentality!

There is one poster, the he/she/it "Bubba", who went off on me like I was the devil incarnate. According to this "Pat" poster (I thought it was a guy but from its posts, it appears to be female but he/she/it made references to forgiving my comments if I was "hot" so it appears that I am developing a cult lesbian following-my sister will be SO proud!), you all have to stop using the nicknames you have given me (yep, even those dating back to college) because he/she/it Bubba has decided that I made them all up. Uh, yeah. Apparently he/she/it Bubba needs company on the making up your own nicknames LOSER planet.

He/she/it Bubba also stated basically that I am not a nice person. I know--go ahead and crack up! I did when I read that. Yeah, I'm just horrid! That's why I'm known as the South Mountain Rescue Society and have placed more stray animals in homes than I can count and I have kept all of the ones (including my retarded puppy Porkchop) that I couldn't place. I have friends and family who adore me but some random stranger, who apparently has WAY too much time on its hands, has decided that I am evil based upon a comment I posted on a blog. I'm sorry, that's just scary to me that someone is so full of hate and bilious comments for a total stranger. As Aerosmith says "There's something wrong with the world today..." For cripe's sake he/she/it Bubba--GET A LIFE!!!

He/she/it Bubba also claims to have read my blog and concluded that I "hate everything". Hmmmmm...with that comment you make it obvious that you couldn't have read it. The only true `hate' entry is about Michael Moore's trip to the U of A and I just needed to vent about that one. Ok, I also hate grasshoppers and the faux word supposibly. The reason I started this blog was at the urging of friends who wanted to read my `rants' and know that I won't publish any of my 'sniglets' or 'rants' because I don't consider them serious or worth attention. The majority of them simply raise questions or point out amusing things. He/she/it Bubba apparently thinks I hate food on a stick, auto scent machines, midgets, nuns, drinking in garages, Theresa Heinz-Kerry, necrophilia, beef jerky and the Passion of the Christ, Hummer Cologne, horses (yeah right--Hey Mr. Big, you hear that out in your stall?!) etc., etc. Interesting that my friends and family (who are really the only people I ever expected to read the entries) find them hilarious and kind of a combination of Erma Bombeck and Dennis Miller (or so I am told), but he/she/it Bubba believes when I playfully rant, I am being hateful. According to he/she/it Bubba I have nothing to bitch about because I live in Phoenix and we have warm weather and it's not like I am trying to get my kids to school. (WHAT?! Put the crack pipe down--move away from the rock!) Once again...uh, yeah. Phoenix is perfect--no reason to bitch here...Where does this freak live anyway?

I gave up trying to explain on Rance's site, because much like the situation in Iraq, the many are being quelled and repressed by the few and extreme. Even the moderator, Rubber Duckie, is out of line. If you were running a site and everyone starting really being hateful and flaming one person for her respectfully worded opinion, wouldn't you step in and stop the flaming activity--which is your job as monitor? Not in RD's world. She apparently takes every comment personally and doesn't agree with Rodney King about "Can't we all just get along?" Way to be a moderator chicky! You, of all people, should not be commenting and further exacerbating the situation. Hope you don't work as a police hostage negotiator somewhere!

In closing, if you are one of the freaky mean green beans from Rance's site--go the HELL away! After the last bizarre-o comments by RD and he/she/it Bubba, I will never visit the site again. The majority of the audience has, much like Elvis, left the building and you and your cronies can sit around self-flagellating and patting each other on the back until your arms break in your low rent script writing class.

If you don't like my sites, my writing style, my comments or me--just bugger off! You weren't invited anyway. Everything is not about you--just get over it and leave me alone!