Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Amnesty International bumming on US

We intend to compete with China on every front and they don't even have a plan to privatize social security. Bush is a crappy Jedi saying "This is not the Gulag Archipelago with a network of touch and go flying torture facilities that you have read about."

To all the chicks I picked up by saying I was Deep Throat; sorry. I lied.

Nixon to update Enemies list, wait This editorial is from the paper that owns the story and now has to double time to catch up with Vanity Fair. It bemoans the end of the seventies, the eighties and the nineties in one long exhale. Nixon's flameout, Reagan's Morning in America, and the X-Files all in one package.
Now that Nixon's rise and fall has moved from the dinner table to the Smithsonian in my lifetime I hope we'll take a moment as a country and reflect on what one person did to change the course of our culture. That person could be Nixon or Felt. This editorial does hit it a few things about that change right on the head. For example, there is a now 24 hour industry devoted to tearing things down. Nihilsm TV with sports on the half hour.

I would not be suprised if Felt delivered Nixon to the jackals as institutional retribution for putting outsiders at the top of Director Hoover's agency. Motivation discounted, it was a push that swung America's Decade pendulum. It was also our most pants-down example of how concentrated and corrupt the power in our Capital was. I am afraid it will not happen again to show how concentrated power, with a quick glance around, is. If it did we'd probaly miss it in the noise. That is, unless John Stewart is the one to visit the parking garage this time.
I was kinda hoping for George H.W. Bush to be Deep Throat but then again I also lost five bucks betting on the Nigerian for Pope.

Friday, May 27, 2005

Load up for the long weekend

Quiz me! I got 4, Bill 5. Not much to say about that.

Something Jonathan sent and I am boldly swiping

Fan boy follies Jonathan has a knack for locating the best in comic fan wisecrackery. If you frequent his blog over to the right (the Servant) you may already have seen a link to another gem, Superman is a Dick.
In an attempt to get an office with a door I have been reading this a little at a time so that my stifled laughter sounds like wimpering and causes relocation to a soundproofed area.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

The Church takes a stand on auto-erotic asphyxiation

Before you click, wanna take a guess what it is? The head of the Church also has strong opinons about Mick Jagger needing to act his age. Did you know Mick is 62? I was suprised. I would have guessed 70.


The upshot of this post is that I didn't think you could get a job writing headlines after college and now I wonder if I should have followed my dream of becoming a Captioner.

Monday, May 23, 2005

How now clown Mao?

Donde est la Bibliothek? This is a bit of umbrage that should be blowing over about, ah, now. On the way, Mr. Lileks can sure make a good blog out of things.


Sunday, May 22, 2005

Greetings from atop the Permian Basin

Of course, the producing structure here is basically a fractured permeability trap on a homoclinal fold

What do you get when you put an engineer in fire ant county? Today's travellogue brought to you courtesy of my gene pool. Take it away Cousin Eric...
Midland, TX Baby! A place that not only did I never want to go there,
but a place I had consciously thought about and decided that I never
wanted to go. Midland as you may know is the place where our beloved
leader made his first attempt at elected office (failed) and his first
attempt at a career in business (failed). It is also home of the
Petroleum Museum, where what's left of Midland's petroleum industry
largely resides.

I had dinner tonight at Cattleman's Family Steakhouse. I was drawn
there by two things. A desire to meet Cattleman and the promise of the
Chicken Teriyaki House Special. Neither of my dreams were fulfilled
when I ordered the Prime Rib.

As you may be aware, Texas is one of my least favorite places. I have
devoted a fair amount of time to avoiding the State as a whole. At the
Dallas Airport people boarding the plane were complaining about having
to go to Midland. These were native Texans. They should be happy just
to get out of Dallas, I was. And from what I gathered from overheard
conversations and a cursory review of the attire of my traveling
companions fell mostly into two groups. Employees of DR Horton and
Baptist Missionaries, and of course a solid contingent of crossovers.
In case, you don't know who DR Horton is, DR Horton is to home building
what Butler is to Midland architecture. Needless to say, I was
relieved to have packed the I-pod.

I am not entirely sure what it is about Texas, the people are friendly
to a fault, perhaps a little dim, but friendly. For example, I arrived
in Terminal C at DFW and was leaving from terminal B. I lingered a
little too long at the map in the tram and a woman so well acquainted
with ground transportation at DFW that she was sitting on the luggage
rack, offered to assist me. I mentioned that I was going to terminal
B. My confusion was not over the route, the train runs in a circular
route in only one direction. I was merely contemplating the bigger
question of why terminal A was between terminals B and C (Texas schools
rank 47th in the nation.) I got off at A to check out the culinary
offerings and to get away from the woman in the luggage rack. She
practically chased after me yelling that I had gotten off at the wrong

The culinary offering were pretty slim. I settled on a Pretzel Dog
from Auntie Anne's. This was after considering my other options which
were McDonald's I Can't Even Imaging That This Is Yogurt, Au Bon Pain
and a slightly slutty looking Asian woman who offered to let me taste
her chicken. The Pretzel Dog consists of a hotdog wrapped in pretzel
dough and fried in butter. It was strangely satisfying. I may have
one on the way back. I decided to walk to Terminal B.

Upon leaving the job-site I stopped at the Discount Smokes and Liquor
Store as I wanted something drink. They had no Cokes, only Dr. Pepper.
Give me a Dr. Pepper, a big slice of Cantaloupe (which was on the
salad bar at Cattleman's) and send me to west Texas and all that's
missing is a bunch of little guys dressed in red poking me in the
posterior with forks. The sign on the door noted that it was a crime
to drink on the property, misdemeanor was in parentheses following
'crime'. In Texas that means that you are limited to the half-death
penalty. Texas, oddly enough has no open container law, but has dry
counties. No word on what happens if you are caught with an open
container in a dry county.

That's about it for now. I will be getting off the Permian Basin

Friday, May 20, 2005

Did you read the news? I thought I did.

Quiz me! I read the Pioneer Press every day this week since it's been coming for free thanks to some corporate sponsor. I got two as a result.
Bill got three and he's wondering if anyone needs an Advocate.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Choose your own end ing

Just a link This is uneven but the best stuff is really good and the cumulative effect is that I had to stop and save it for after work. (some nsfw/not pc language)

Monday, May 16, 2005

I am steaming mad about the fact that Cheney got off the hook for cronyism and..hey, is that a rotor house?

Take it for a spin! I stole that pun from Jeff who sent me the link.

This is totally unacceptable from the standpoint of cooking someone breakfast while they sleep in. In the long run it might lead to cooking in the bathroom.

No one wants to live there, not just because it challenges our western notions of living space but mainly because it reeks of cigar smoke.

Missed the Friday, sorry. this may make up for it.

Quiz me, you will You know the answers in your heart

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Strib's Dick touts Chank

Let's hear it for the Andermacks This is a nice write up about some sweet font peddlers. Too bad the Strib site didn't grab a retro-keen button like I have over on the right there.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

It's the quiz that focuses on the worlds news situation. Have some.

Quiz me! I'm in Toronto this week and all the Globe and Mail, CBC, and Rodgers seem to care about is the liberals' kickbacks to marketing firms from 1996. What? That's not the biggest news in the states? Well it's not on this quiz either.
In other news...CTV likes Rob and Amber to win the Amazing Race and the BBC was suggesting something about Uranus.
I have no idea how Bill did but I got a measly 3.

How did you do?

Citizens of the United States!

We are Unitarian Jihad!

- Brother Sizzling Sabre of Empathic Kindnesses

Monday, May 02, 2005


ZOMBO I swiped the link from Jonathan over at Servant Song. I don't even know if it is done with me or not but I am compelled to pass it along. Put on headphones. Go there. I will meet you there.

Sunday, May 01, 2005


I did not think of this first Finally, the killer app for both the Internet and cats.