Good Bye Blue Eyes

Rest in Peace Paul Newman.

Friday

Welcome to Friday and I am swamped, but in a good way. The debate will go on as scheduled so my evening's plans are a go and my inner junkie is thrilled. I only hope, no pray that they took my suggestion to add either boxing gloves or a mud pit to the debates...they do have to compete with cable after all.

Have a great weekend and please go back and visit any of this week's updates you may have missed and I know you have missed at least one. Contrary to most weeks, I actually blogged this week; four times including this one.

McLame and Plain Strike Again

Just a quick blurb on the current campaign…not because I don’t have deep thoughts on what is occurring, but rather because a quick blurb is all this really deserves. You see, what is happening right now is 100% Political Theater and matters not.

If one suspends their campaign when a major crisis hits then it is a noble act of placing the country above one’s personal desires. McCain has just suspended his campaign for President, but the problem is that the crisis began last week when, according to McCain:

“Our economy, I think, is still -- the fundamentals of our economy are strong, but these are very, very difficult times.''

Of course, that was also during the time just after the Republican convention and he was ahead in the polls. Now, just two days before his first debate and the day polls show him running 9 points behind Obama, is the economic crisis so bad that he is suspending his campaign to help in this time of crisis.

Is this really a man we can trust to run things if he wins, or will he just pass the buck to his trainee, Plain?

PS- I saw this being sold…I think it answers that question. Remember, you are allowed to serve two terms OR ten years as President. McCain, if he wins, will serve two years and resign due to "health concerns" and give the White House to Palin. This I guarantee. She is an even more empty vessel than Dumbya was and she will give the Neo-Cons another shot at Iran.



PPS- How many John McCain supporters actually think they are voting for John McClane from the Die Hard movies?

The (Lack of) Drugs in Sports Problem

So if you use a performance enhancing drug they take your medal away, but do they give you an extra medal if you use a performance deteriorating one? I know that steroids can make an athlete better, faster, stronger, but what if someone took let’s say ten hits of acid before doing their floor routine? There is no person on the face of this planet that would argue a person tripping their brains out on ten hits would do better than a person not tripping. In fact, I would say the person on ten hits has very little chance of even finishing their routine let alone winning any medals for it so, if they actually manage to out score everyone else AND they are tripping their minds away, they should get like a platinum medal. We are so quick to punish people and so slow to reward people.

I would argue that any person able to perform an Olympic feat on any sort of hallucinogen, or say a marathon runner coming in first on Quaaludes, or a golfer winning Augusta on speed should be viewed as an exceptional human being of not only incredible physical skill, but obviously are master of their minds as well and we should call them “G-ds.” I call for an end of drug testing in sports unless we are talking quantity and quality. We know anyone can catch a ball; that isn’t impressive, but do it so fucked up on coke that you can’t tell hash marks from blow lines and now you are talking skill! Give me a receiver that is trying to catch the sun during a pop fly and accidentally catching the ball over a sober out fielder any day of the week. Trust me: driving is much more challenging drunk than sober and those that make it home after 20 beers are teh drivers of true skill. These are the people I want to see in NASCAR, but only after those 20 beers.

Who’s with me?

Ebert on Palin: A Lemming Must Read

Roger Ebert is a film critic who happened to have written the best analysis of Sarah Plain...Palin I have ever read and I am reprinting it here incase you happened to not be a fan who reads his stuff as often as I happen to.

BY ROGER EBERT Sun-Times Movie Critic
I think I might be able to explain some of Sarah Palin's appeal. She's the "American Idol" candidate. Consider. What defines an "American Idol" finalist? They're good-looking, work well on television, have a sunny personality, are fierce competitors, and so talented, why, they're darned near the real thing. There's a reason "American Idol" gets such high ratings. People identify with the contestants. They think, Hey, that could be me up there on that show!

My problem is, I don't want to be up there. I don't want a vice president who is darned near good enough. I want a vice president who is better, wiser, well-traveled, has met world leaders, who three months ago had an opinion on Iraq. Someone who doesn't repeat bald- faced lies about earmarks and the Bridge to Nowhere. Someone who doesn't appoint Alaskan politicians to "study" global warming, because, hello! It has been studied. The returns are convincing enough that John McCain and Barack Obama are darned near in agreement.

I would also want someone who didn't make a teeny little sneer when referring to "people who go to the Ivy League." When I was a teen I dreamed of going to Harvard, but my dad, an electrician, told me, "Boy, we don't have the money. Thank your lucky stars you were born in Urbana and can go to the University of Illinois right here in town." So I did, very happily. Although Palin gets laughs when she mentions the "elite" Ivy League, she sure did attend the heck out of college.

Five different schools in six years. What was that about?

And how can a politician her age have never have gone to Europe? My dad had died, my mom was working as a book-keeper and I had a job at the local newspaper when, at 19, I scraped together $240 for a charter flight to Europe. I had Arthur Frommer's $5 a Day under my arm, started in London, even rented a Vespa and drove in the traffic of Rome. A few years later, I was able to send my mom, along with the $15 a Day book.

You don't need to be a pointy-headed elitist to travel abroad. You need curiosity and a hunger to see the world. What kind of a person (who has the money) arrives at the age of 44 and has only been out of the country once, on an official tour to Iraq? Sarah Palin's travel record is that of a provincial, not someone who is equipped to deal with global issues.

But some people like that. She's never traveled to Europe, Asia, Africa, South America or Down Under? That makes her like them. She didn't go to Harvard? Good for her! There a lot of hockey moms who haven't seen London, but most of them would probably love to, if they had the dough. And they'd be proud if one of their kids won a scholarship to Harvard.

I trust the American people will see through Palin, and save the Republic in November. The most damning indictment against her is that she considered herself a good choice to be a heartbeat away. That shows bad judgment.

Vote in November!

Blogger is Wrong and This is Friday's Post

Welcome to yet another “It’s Friday” on this, a very scary week. I am so happy to know nothing about economics right now because ignorance is indeed bliss. I realize it is horrible for the most part and that many people are panicking (not window-jumping panic, but close), but I just cannot understand the current crisis and, therefore, cannot be panicked by it. It also helps to be broke. It also helps to be busy at work and not having very much time to read about it. It also helps to be apathetic, selfish, and narrow-minded, but I am not those things. I wish I were and many claim me to be, but they are wrong. Who are you going to believe?

Time to return to my work and maybe I can get to the weekend in one piece. Have a great weekend everyone. Maybe I will have time to blog next week….ya think?

Tasteless Humor for Tasteless Politics

To the tune of Winne-The-Pooh

John McCain
John McCain
Presidential hopeful whose brain is lame
He’s John McCain
John McCain
Senile silly old man

I find it ironic that a former beauty pageant contestant’s last name, Palin, includes all the letters of the word Plain. And speaking of former beauty pageant contestant, they are claiming Plain has an 80% approval rating in Alaska. Well, considering she is a former beauty contestant and the population of Alaska is overwhelmingly male, is it any wonder they would approve of her? She is probably the only woman most of them had seen in years and all her speeches were heavily viewed by constituents with one hand very busy. “Yea mama, tell me about that economy.” Oh no, did I just make a masturbation joke about a Vice Presidential candidate? I guess to be fair I have to make one about Biden now…let’s see….do you think he will have one hand under the podium during his debate with her? Could it be called a de(master)bate?

OK, I am done. This is the bad humor running through my mind this week and why I have not posted since last Friday. I bet you are really wishing I had kept this to myself as well.

A Busy Week, A Busy Friday

I am a busy beaver lately. Wednesday and Thursday were meeting intensive and today is going to be filled with all the fun stuff I normally do on Wednesday and Thursday, but did not have the time due to said meetings. This means that if I hope to fulfill my “It’s Friday” obligation, I need to do it now. The down side of this equation is that I have not yet really done anything or read anything yet today to spark any thought, so instead you will get the joke I woke up with in my head. Yes, while I do suffer from earworms, I also tend to wake up with a joke in my head most mornings. It really makes me wish I remembered my dreams because I am dying to know the reason for this weirdness.

Three people die and find themselves outside the Pearly Gates of Heaven waiting for the OK to go in. Unfortunately, they learn once they reach the gate that Heaven recently changed some of the rules to admittance and that they were to be the first three to fall under these new rules. The good news, they were told, was that being the first three, they would also get it the easiest.

“So, what is the new policy,” asked the first of the three men.

“Too many people were getting in that did not really know anything about this place,” said the gate keeper, “and it was causing too many problems so we are instituting a rule where you must have biblical knowledge to get in.”

A sweat broke out on all three men. They were all good men, but none of them really subscribed to any particular faith and now worried about their eternal souls.

“Ok,” said the gate keeper to the closest man, “first question is: who was the first man?”

“Um….Adam,” said the man with some hesitation expecting a trick question.

“Great! Come on in and welcome to Heaven!” The gate keeper then turned to the next man and said “What was the name of the first woman?”

“EVE,” screamed the second man, shocked he was worried about this in the first place.

“Great! Come on in and welcome to Heaven!” The gate keeper then turned to the next man and said “What was the first thing Eve said to Adam?”

This was not the question the third man was expecting and now he was really worried. He repeated the question to himself a couple of times stalling in hopes some force would plant the answer in his head. Muttering to himself he said “Damn is that a hard one.”

“Great! Come on in and welcome to Heaven!”

Happy Friday and have a great weekend.

9-11

Time to blog finds me on a day where my sense of humor is best kept away so I am simply going to take a moment to remember and mourn. The world changed on this day seven years ago. The world changed before that date and it will change many more times, but it had not been changed so much so quickly and for the worse in a very long time and let us pray it will be a very long time before the next time.

Friday Hiding from Ike Turner

Another Friday sneaks up on me yet again and once again I miss a week of blogging. How does this keep happening? I remember that, and not that long ago, I used to come to work, do about 45 minutes of crap, and then coast until lunch. After lunch I would usually have errands to run and then my day would soon be over with plenty of time left to blog and surf on the clock. Not great from my boss’s point of view I am sure, but everything was done and done to perfection so I don’t think he minded that much. I tend to view my pay as more per job rather than per hour because I tend to work many hours off the clock: I am someone who cannot let a problem go until solved so I am usually working well into the night and, to be frank, quite often my job disrupts my sleep due to worry. Well, not anymore. No, I can’t even keep track of paragraphs anymore and the election? What election? I have techs and patients and that is all: no country, no wars, no economy, no nothing but work, work, work…and video games. I do need some form of stress release naturally and, since I still am not smoking, games have won the day. For the record, I am not complaining about the work situation at all because I was growing bored of surfing all day long, but there should be a compromise somewhere between getting things done, worrying about things to do, expanding my mind, and relaxing. I think I just need three more hours in the day and that should be perfect.

Happy weekend and please pray for south Florida that Ike does not treat us like he used to treat Tina.