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Wednesday, April 17, 2013
The Devil in Pew Number Seven by Rebecca Nichols Alonzo
Overview: Rebecca tells the true tale of her life growing up under the terror of a man whom time and time again attacks her family. Her father moves his family to the little town Whiteville, North Carolina. Willie Sellers is a man that has the whole town in debt to him and pretty much runs everything, including the little church. When Rebecca's father becomes the new pastor and refuses to let Willie run the church, he sets off a series of events that forever haunt the whole family and tests their faith in God to the extreme limits.
The Writing and The Words: Rebecca is an amazing and brave person for telling this story. She reminds the audience in the very beginning that everything in this book is true and you will need to remember this as you read the story. She tells the story very clearly and does a great job of describing events and surroundings. She doesn't go into such details that you grow bored, (which is something I tend to have a major problem with most authors). She shares her faith in God without ramming it down your throat so even if you are not a fan of religion, the book doesn't make you roll your eyes. There's nothing flashy about her writing and she doesn't need to as the story in itself is incredible and nail biting.
My Opinion: This is certainly an amazing story. The horrors this family endured from a man of such hatred is amazing and you really do have to remind yourself this is a true story. I like that she takes it all the way from her parents meeting to her as a grown up and, well, I don't want to spoil a good part of the book by telling you how far into her life she goes. One thing that can be said about Rebecca is that her faith in God and her ability to forgive is beyond what any normal person could ever do. And it all comes together nicely in the end and that her father's work was not in vain. This is a book that can be read by a Christian that needs a reminder in how to forgive or by a person that wants an amazing story of how far a person is willing to torment a family just because they do not accept his evil ways.
By far, this book is well worth the read. Rebecca and her family are truly amazing and you are left with a very satisfied feeling at the end.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Where The Hell Have I Been?
The new book review is below if you want to skip this post and head straight to the goods. Don't blame you. JUST TELL US WHAT TO READ GODDAMNIT!!!!
For those interested, however, where I have been, I will share with you. Been quite the time my friends. Times that are coming to an end and I never want to see them again. I'll break down what's been going on but keep in mind they aren't chronological and some happened at the same time as others. Fun!
-I moved! I was living with my stepmother. That's right: I was 27 years old and back at home. But it wasn't the same home I grew up in, (and by "grew up", I mean I moved in the first time when I was 18 and moved out when I was 24). My dad and step mom divorced a very nasty divorce and she kept the house. Was strange to be staying in the same room that my dad use to lock himself away in for hours and hours. The Former Monster Room. It was a room full of monster models, painted black, and had his desk with his always up to date computer. And God forbid you ever went in there without his knowledge, especially on his computer. Of course, after finding out he cheated on my stepmom, I can guess why. She smashed the place good and the lone survivor was a mold of Boris Korlof as Frankenstein my dad had hanging on his wall. I rescued him and he now hangs in my new place.
The room was repainted purple and I moved in after the lease to my apartment was up and I was going through my own divorce and health issues. I lived with her for over a year. I am now in a condo with my boyfriend. It doesn't quite feel like home and I doubt we stay another year.
-I got transferred from the Scottsdale store to a store much, much closer to home. I will say that regionalism is true. Scottsdale people are, by far, the worst people I have ever encountered. Entitled, rich, angry, and full of shit. Someone literally complained that I didn't "look professional" because they saw my arm tattoo. My arm tattoo is for my mom and step mom and has the pink ribbon for cancer on it. Are they saying they are for breast cancer? Someone also claimed I made a joke about "using a gun" there. So, HR had to get involved and I would never joke about guns to a customer. The customer blew out of proportion my joke about how women without their hormones is how serial killers are born. Which HR said was worse than me joking about a gun. So, I couldn't be there any longer. Especially since my lead technician hated my guts and even after I transferred to my new store was still trying to throw me under the bus.
My new store is amazing. The customers all like me, they are all laid back, and love to joke about everything. My co workers are easy to get along with and my manager is great.
-And then there's the health issues. I have Stage IV Endometriosis and it's bad. My second surgery they removed 6 cm of endo, had to unstick my colon from my uterus and my lower intestines where glued to the back of my uterus and it was growing up my intestines. I've been in extreme pain and no one wants to touch my case because there's too much work and liability involved. I did finally find a wonderful doctor that put me on a shot that no one else wanted to do because of my bi polar. There are details I can't talk about, but something happened at work and now I'm on short term disability. Depression and anger are at their worst. But the pain is getting better. Slowly, oh so slowly.
So, that's where I've been. Hoping for a very uneventful second half of 2013. Fucking sick of this shit! Thank God for books.
Hope you guys come back and thanks always for reading!
For those interested, however, where I have been, I will share with you. Been quite the time my friends. Times that are coming to an end and I never want to see them again. I'll break down what's been going on but keep in mind they aren't chronological and some happened at the same time as others. Fun!
-I moved! I was living with my stepmother. That's right: I was 27 years old and back at home. But it wasn't the same home I grew up in, (and by "grew up", I mean I moved in the first time when I was 18 and moved out when I was 24). My dad and step mom divorced a very nasty divorce and she kept the house. Was strange to be staying in the same room that my dad use to lock himself away in for hours and hours. The Former Monster Room. It was a room full of monster models, painted black, and had his desk with his always up to date computer. And God forbid you ever went in there without his knowledge, especially on his computer. Of course, after finding out he cheated on my stepmom, I can guess why. She smashed the place good and the lone survivor was a mold of Boris Korlof as Frankenstein my dad had hanging on his wall. I rescued him and he now hangs in my new place.
The room was repainted purple and I moved in after the lease to my apartment was up and I was going through my own divorce and health issues. I lived with her for over a year. I am now in a condo with my boyfriend. It doesn't quite feel like home and I doubt we stay another year.
-I got transferred from the Scottsdale store to a store much, much closer to home. I will say that regionalism is true. Scottsdale people are, by far, the worst people I have ever encountered. Entitled, rich, angry, and full of shit. Someone literally complained that I didn't "look professional" because they saw my arm tattoo. My arm tattoo is for my mom and step mom and has the pink ribbon for cancer on it. Are they saying they are for breast cancer? Someone also claimed I made a joke about "using a gun" there. So, HR had to get involved and I would never joke about guns to a customer. The customer blew out of proportion my joke about how women without their hormones is how serial killers are born. Which HR said was worse than me joking about a gun. So, I couldn't be there any longer. Especially since my lead technician hated my guts and even after I transferred to my new store was still trying to throw me under the bus.
My new store is amazing. The customers all like me, they are all laid back, and love to joke about everything. My co workers are easy to get along with and my manager is great.
-And then there's the health issues. I have Stage IV Endometriosis and it's bad. My second surgery they removed 6 cm of endo, had to unstick my colon from my uterus and my lower intestines where glued to the back of my uterus and it was growing up my intestines. I've been in extreme pain and no one wants to touch my case because there's too much work and liability involved. I did finally find a wonderful doctor that put me on a shot that no one else wanted to do because of my bi polar. There are details I can't talk about, but something happened at work and now I'm on short term disability. Depression and anger are at their worst. But the pain is getting better. Slowly, oh so slowly.
So, that's where I've been. Hoping for a very uneventful second half of 2013. Fucking sick of this shit! Thank God for books.
Hope you guys come back and thanks always for reading!
Review: Why Your Presciption Takes So Damn Long To Fill by Drugmonkey, Master Of Pharmacy
Overview: For over twenty years, Drugmonkey has been fighting the battles that a typical pharmacist in retails fights everyday: customers whom are impatient, ignorant, and just plain dumb. This behind the scenes look of pharmacy isn't limited to just the retail: he exposes all the nasty tricks that your insurance company and Big Pharma are playing on you. Sprinkled in with some stories about politics and many entries about a typical day in the drug room.
The Writing and Words: Drugmonkey does a great job of writing. The beginning of the book, the chapters sag-way into each other, all related and informative as they are amusing. Eventually, the chapters start to stand on their own, every so often still connecting to each other. For someone who isn't a "trained writer", Drugmonkey does an amazing job of story telling and keeping it informative and relevant. The chapters are usually very short and to the point. Not all are true stories and are not always pharmacy related.
Drugmonkey writes with passion of a pharmacist that has been in the game too long and has seen and heard things that need exposed. He is an unbiased liberal and openly calls people out for fucking the working man and the poor. His satire is well written as satire is hard to write, (the chapters about his "Time as a Repiblican" are the ones in specific). He writes in a way that even if you don't work in pharmacy or have no knowledge about it, it's explained well and teachable.
My Opinion: Okay, so I've been following Drugmonkey ever since he was The Drug Nazi. I've been working in pharmacy for close to ten years myself. So, this book was an exciting thing for me to read. And I've read it three times since I've had it. I have bought additional copies and given them to people that I know are going into pharmacy school because they NEED to know what he is exposing. This book isn't just beneficial to pharmacy people, but to everyone. You need to know the tricks drug manufactures are playing on you. You need to know how your insurance company is fucking you over time and time again. And, most importantly, you need to know how to act when dropping off/picking up a prescription at a pharmacy.
Not gonna lie: he also gave me the push on the fence on whether I was a liberal or a republican. There are somethings I wish he had put into this book that are up on his blog, but I didn't edit the book. The last chapters, especially the very last one, will pack a punch. It's a big fuck you to the pro life people and if you're passionate about anti-abortion, do not read the last of the book. But it's something that women need to read, in my opinion. This is, by far, my top five favorite books. I hope everyone reads it and starts to see the health care revolution that needs to happen.
And the answer to the title of the book: Probably you.
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