Thursday, September 30, 2004

What's in a name

So again we return to the joy of naming things. I've said for a while now that I'd be eager to root for a baseball team named after elected officials: The Spokane County Commissioners, the Des Moines Auditors, the Grand Junction Mayors whatever. But really, what I've wanted is the return of the Washington Senators. I have this soft spot for DC. Not sure why, but I really like DC. And I really like Senators (Paul, Harkin...Russ). So when news that the Senators might return came out (just in time for a potential move to the east coast) I was thrilled. But now I hear they might not be the Senators. Apparently the fucking Rangers own the name. Which I'm sure is useful...because maybe they need two names. I guess the Rangers have been known to make stupid moves from time to time so maybe this is an alias, or a backup plan.

According to news reports the mayor of DC wants the team to be the Grays (after the Homestead Grays of the Negro leagues). I'm fine with that. What I'm not fine with is another leading suggestion the Washington Monuments. Lame.

So some suggestions (compiled with help from Brian)

The Beltway Boys (Brian)
Insiders (Brian)
Fuck the Fucking Rangers (mine)
We Can't Vote Because Congress Hates Black Folk (mine)
Partisans (me)
Generals (mine...I know....I know)
Rhetoric (ESPN)
Crushing Poverty Surrounded by Affluence (mine)

UPDATE: I just realized with horror that it's not unlikely that the GOPers will try and skew this. So I'm awaiting the Washington Reagans. Hell they've tried to name every other fucking thing in this country for him. Or maybe it'll be the Washington Everything Changed on 9/11s. Washington Norquists.

Monday, September 27, 2004

If only some one had warned us...

TIME magazine gets it. And I can only hope that the caucus attendees of Iowa each take the time to read TIME.

Taking their cue from the hackneyed scripts of 80s movies the Democratic party chose John Kerry over Howard Dean. In something approximating the political equivalent of a John Cusack film, the once nerdy Iowans selected the Prom Queen that everyone fawned over instead of the tomboyish-best-friend..and we got John Kerry. Wow, that's a stretch.

From TIME
Democratic voters should stick to their day jobs. With just five weeks until Election Day, there's reason to believe they guessed wrong — that Dean would be doing better against Bush than Kerry is

It would have been nice if there'd been some warning. If only some group of people had steadfastly mentioned, reminded, explained, told, and said to voters that Kerry's back and forths would cost him. If only a set of people possibly united by a desire to elect another candidate had mentioned that John Kerry would have trouble fighting the president on Iraq, well who knows. I struggle to think of any group of people like that.

[Ed note: I do wonder if I'd be here and with Jen if GHD had won (maybe not?), and I realize that GHD would have his own problems, so at least a part of me is fine with knowing that it's someone elses guy getting attacked, and being in love and with Jen. And so Kerry is my guy now, and I don't gloat to know he's struggling, I just wonder if there are Michiganders and Iowans reciting our talking points to eachother conspiratorially in bars---in hushed tones saying: "you know, I always wondered about Kerry's consistency on the war."]

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Clearly the result of good Christian upbringing

Images below are from a web site where you can buy tshirts and other products to help support the President.

Yes, it's white people with money and affluence adopting black vernacular in order to reinforce their own power. To think their parents feared darkies, and now today they can slander and denigrate using "ebonics" God bless America.

And God has blessed America...because He hates everyone else...see:

"In a 15 round match up between Jesus and Allah, I'd put my money on the Nazarine. Now, if they wanted to make this a two-on-two, they could have Mohammed but I'd take "John the Baptist" and I'd win, hands down!" Why is Jesus fighting Allah in a 15 round boxing/wrestling match? What kind of preposterous argument is that. But I'm glad the author clarifies that with "John the Baptist" he'd win hands down. Who is this moron? But wait there's more. More fun:

So to recap Cheney is a freak, right? When he had other priorities can we assume he was being a hippy, or instead of serving with his fellow man was he a "pansy" and merely servicing his fellow men? "Shut up and stay out of the way"...clearly freedom isn't free or in stock at this time.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

The Greatest Threat to Aaron's Workday Productivity Since IM

I just bought the new book from The Daily Show. Oh, dear god!

America (The Book) is a text book style book about America. Fairly straight forward.

Just a few examples:

(picture) A graphic of a board room with chairs
The Cabinet" Yes-Men of Freedom

Secretary of Defense: During diplomatic crises intiatates chant of "Fight!Fight!Fight!" Also in charge of kicking sand in face of Secretary of State.

Secretary of Transportation: Driven a car before? Seen an airplane? Hispanic? Good--put on this tie.

Secretary of Treasury: Duties primarily concerned with, but not necessarily "all about," the Benjamins.

etc.

Where I think I'll get my next shirt or two

Lifted from PANDAGON:
American Apparel
I've long wished for a way to buy clothing with the knowledge that it was produced in good working conditions. Enough time spent around labor organizers has convinced me that even the occasional Made in America label doesn't guarantee worker safety, and it's almost impossible to know what sort of story the Made in Malaysia label is desperately trying to tell.

That's why I'm happy to direct you all to American Apparel, a completely sweatshop free, domestically made and immigrant staffed clothing company. They're one of those rare companies with a combination of social conscience and economic vision (from the Sacramento Bee):

American Apparel, run by a unique, effusively irreverent Canadian immigrant named Dov Charney, is itself a unique and moving tale. It prides itself on paying an average of $13 an hour to its largely immigrant work force, nearly double the minimum wage, plus health insurance. It offers - and pays for - classes in English, plus a string of other benefits. Its motto is "sweatshop free." One sign at the gate declares American Apparel to be a "T-shirt kibbutz."

Just as telling, maybe, the company, operating in an industry in which bare-bones cost-cutting is standard, doesn't outsource any of its work. None of its products are made in China, not because Charney wants to be a good guy, but because he believes he can do everything, from design to shipping to marketing, more efficiently here.

I'm always excited by companies that make good products, do good things and have a chance for survival. So if you need some clothing anytime soon, I'd suggest shopping with them. At the very least, I know exactly who's going to be providing my UCLA wardrobe. And for once, I know they pay their workers $13 an hour, help them learn English, and ensure they have health benefits. What more could you want?


http://www.americanapparelstore.com/

Evan

A friend of mine is a photographer. He's also a former campaign guy. Not sure which he's better at...he was good in finance. I love his photographs, and have ever since I first saw them.


They are urban without being too cliche. Plus, he's just an awfully nice guy.

For more click here

Just Because

I fished out this mix CD I'd made for myself back in the beginning of June. It's my "Love Songs Mix." I remember making it and thinking of Jen...well before it was a reality, at cusp of that thought as a possibility. And I listen to it now, and well, it's a great mix of songs. Love as infatuation (Every Little Thing She Does), love for family (In My Life), love as clingy and desperate (God Only Knows) and my favorite: love as balanced comfort, easy and gentle--"The Weather." Built to Spill, whom I never got to see at Bumbershoot, because I arrived a mere 5 hours early...instead of arriving 8 hours early. Feel my wrath Bumbershoot. Feel my wrath. Anyway, BTS wrote this great song, and it was the song at Mark and Stacy's wedding. It's perfect. It is *the* love song in my mind.

"Do you want it to be outside in the cool night,
where the stars gravitate toward you?
Do you want it to be outside in the cool night, where
the fog wraps itself around you?
Do you want it to be outside in the sunshine,
where the clouds take their places for you?

And the wind and snow and the rain that blows,
none of those would matter much without you.
And as long as its talking with you,
talk of the weather will do.

Do you want it to be outside in the cool night,
where the stars gravitate toward you?
Do you want it to be outside in the sunshine,
where the song keeps itself inside you?
And the wind and snow and the rain that blows,
none of those would matter much without you.

Nobody's hoping for better days,
No one knows what to do.
You're ok in your secret ways,
No one bothering you.
It might save time if I meet you there
But I dont care, I'd rather wait for you."


I may have posted something like this before, but fuck it, it's a great song.

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Why I'd like to Brain Bill O'Reilly

A while back O'Reilly interviewed John Stewart. He spent the entire interview complaining and taunting and behaving like a child, largely about about Kerry going on the Daily Show, and about how the viewers of TDS are all stoner slackers and worthless. He (B.O) talks about how he is the 3rd most important man besides the President. It is maddening to read the transcript. I honestly don't imagine I could be in the same room with him. He's like syrup of ipecac in human form.

O'REILLY: You know what's really frightening?
STEWART: You've been reading my diary.
O'REILLY: You actually have an influence on this presidential election. That is scary.
STEWART: If that were so, that would be quite frightening.
O'REILLY: But it is. It's true. I mean, you've got stoned slackers watching your dopey show every night, OK, and they can vote.

...

O'REILLY: Don't you think that these guys want to be hip, when McCain was on with you -- Bush hasn't been on with you, right? You would remember that...
STEWART: George Bush?
O'REILLY: Yeah.
STEWART: I don't recall the president stopping by the program.
O'REILLY: But McCain's been on.
STEWART: Yes.
O'REILLY: OK. Kerry's been on, as we mentioned.
STEWART: Yes.
O'REILLY: I've been on. So you've had the three most powerful people beside him on


I want to be rich or well connected so when I have crazy ideas I can enact them. My newest thought:

"The Tour of Duty" I want to arrange a comedy/music public speaking tour of college campuses called "Tour of Duty" with Jon Stewart and maybe PJ O'Rourke (a similar fairly funny and respectful conservative comedian) sharing a sparse stage and talking about politics with college students. Some vote reg but mainly the focus being on humourous and civil discourse about civic duty. I would love for us to start, even in only a few places, talking to each other with the decency that issues of this import deserve. A screaming simpleton with more invective than insight doesn't do anyone any favors.

War Hero

Monday, September 20, 2004

MacCain*

Admittedly, it's unlikely but...

This article from The Nation implies that maybe the reason that McCain began to campaign with Bush and be all cozy-cuddly with the neo-cons is so that he could knife 'em.

But maybe there was another reason beyond loyalty to the party and to the commander-in-chief why McCain saddled up with Bush. Perhaps he wanted to get near enough to knife Bush--metaphorically speaking, of course. As in, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.


Seems a bit too much to hope for, though it'd be so perfectly Shakespearean. But it sure would be a great way to spend October, with Bush trying to explain away his own Zell Miller moment. Speaking of which apparently Lincoln Chafee isn't voting for the Prez. That makes two of us. Hear that Kerry staffers--you have two hard 1s. Plus, you figure Howard Dean, and Edwards that's like 4. The momentum builds.

*Brian Fusco suggested the title for this post, and frankly it's just too good not to use.

Friday Night Under the Lights

First a piece of good news. Everyone's favorite lovable Irish rogue, Emmet Regan just received a work visa. Cheers.

The surreality of work continues a pace. It's really more than I can adequately capture in this space, or with mere words.

Frisbee remains a great part of the weekends here. I played on Friday with my new team Moby Flick. The best part, besides feeling like I'd played well, and had a great time...was playing under the lights. I turned into the Hamlin Park and drove up this dark road into the bowels of the park. It's jet black, and 25 minutes past 8pm. I come to a dark parking lot, and walk towards the halo of light surrounding the nearby trees--and suddenly I'm in this open space with giant lights and floating discs and shouts of "no break." It was great. Playing under the lights just made me feel important. I think it's why it would have been great to just once have played football at WNHS--the feeling of playing on a great field under the lights. It was wonderful. The game itself was sloppy. I was the only player on either side to layout, and as such managed to be wet and dirty and slightly injurious to my shoulder. But such is life. The score stood at 14-13 when I picked up a turnover on the goal line and prepared for a swing pass...only to find myself suddenly in pure and utter darkness. The lights shut off at 11pm. With little regard for good in cuts and a need to play through to a cap. Apparently the park board doesn't care. So we lost. We gathered in the dark, wrote a quick cheer and it was back to the car. Good stuff.

More on the weekend later...but I must return to work.

Thursday, September 16, 2004

Bits and Bobs

Quick Update on several things not meriting their own post:

1. health--not so great. I've reinjured/aggrivated my left shoulder. It's fairly weak, and does things like roll nearly out of socket if I swing my arms over my head. So that's less than ideal. I should be on the health insurance here at work, and will be getting that checked out. The good news is that playing frisbee doesn't seem to create further pain (except when I layout on the shoulder...which happens from time to time).

2. employment--a while ago (2 weeks) I received a raise. One week in and I got a raise, sounds great but reinforces my sense (now a full blown realization) that I work in a place where planning is thought unneccessary or at least gauche. It's been a challenge to deal with that. I want spreadsheets and plans, budgets and cash flow analysis--I'm told to just have faith. And despite these observations--we continue to raise money and do good things. It's startling. I've been writing letters and newsletters and have been pleased with a few lines in a few letters. Apparently so have our donors and we're getting more money in. I still think it's much much more likely that regular contact with our donors is the precipitating cause of their donation...rather than a better letter--but I'll be happy with having some role to play in both things. I like my coworkers, though the office is awash in absurdity. I want to pen a book (always wanted to say 'pen a book') about this PAC and title it "Leader of the PAC."

3. relationship--I love jen. I am so happy I moved here. Up close and personal, she's smarter than I knew, funnier, and kinder than I'd known. There are challenges--balancing alone and together time. But in finding the balance I've found that I have more and more confidence in us. It's nice

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Whaaa?

"If Jesus weren't a Jew, he'd be an American."
A sign at an Ohio Bush-Cheney rally.

What the fuck does that mean? I have several problems with this sentence. I have many, but let's start with the first few.

1. Let's start with grammar. I'm assuming the author meant wasn't, instead of
weren't. But better grammarians can correct me on this one. Also were not--sort of suggests past tense, and I'm told Jesus is thought as a living God by most adherents. Not as a deceased God. Thus the ressurection.

2. Religion--I'm figuring this is a Christian author. Doesn't scripture or prophesy declare where Jesus has to be born? Didn't it have to be in the Middle East. Also is there a belief that being a Jew prevents US citizenship--there are lots of Jews in Brooklyn, besides...how could you have the vast conspiracy and media ownership if Jews weren't Americans? But let's say Jesus were born according to prophesy and somehow wasn't born Jewish (which seems hard to imagine, or believe...but let's say) would Jesus have to take the citizenship test to become an American. Would he take it in Aramaic or in English? I'm guessing he'd have to learn some English. Would he have to pledge allegiance to the flag...because I'd figure that'd be sorta hard if you were God (or even just god-like). "...one nation under me and my father." Plus do you think we'd really grant citizenship to a liberal bearded middle eastern guy--come now. Maybe the sign could read, "If Jesus weren't a Jew he'd be in Guantanamo."

Hmm. It's funny, I'd have expected something like: "If Castro weren't Cuban he'd be a Democrat."

It is reassuring to know that the fundamental belief that "God loves us this we know, because the Right told us so" is still alive and well, and seemingly unquestioned. Ahh....I need to renew my passport.

Monday, September 13, 2004

For one week

The Browns are statistically the best team in the AFC.
They won, and won with the best point differential. And what's more it was the first Browns game I'd watched in years. I went to a sports bar here in Seattle (The Ram). I arrived about 20 minutes into the game (or about 6 minutes of clock time). It's 10:00am on the West coast when these 1:00pm AFC games are played. But, people are sucking down beers and bloody mary's with the joy and efficiency you'd associate with...well sometime other than 10am. No seats to be found, so I stood for the first 20 minutes of the game. Then I took the initiative and scored a seat. And watched as the Browns and Ravens (whom I hate, justifiably hate) played like the Browns and Former-Browns that they are. No offense. None. Things like .25 yards and a cloud of dust. Then the Browns started to score points. As if, almost as if, they wanted to score more than the Ravens and thereby gain victory over the forces of evil. A couple of touchdowns later---and we're looking good. 20-3 final score. Again, it's the Browns so there were field goals....where touchdowns should have come. But currently (and this makes me happy) the two best teams (accordign to differential) are: Browns and Vikings. Hot shit.

In other news...I played my first hat league game. We remain unnamed, though Oedipus is getting some consideration as is Baby Doc Duvalier (which jen points out lends itself to the cheer of Baby Doc Back!). I was mid way through the game when I was asked to join a more formal team as well. So I'm going to go and see what's what with Moby Flick. Should be fun. I guess they are a mid level team, and apparently something about my play suggested that I'd be a help to their team. Who knows. Should be fun to see.

Friday, September 10, 2004

What's in a name...or what should be our name

I'm in a co-ed hat league--for non frisbee players a league comprised of assembled teams (used to be picked from a hat) instead of preformed teams. My team needs a name. Apparently all the league teams are naming themselves after "disgruntled political leaders" or so says Thor our captain. yes, thor is his name. hot right.

So I'm soliciting suggestions. Mine are as follows.

Neville Chamberlin (also "disc"graced)
Zell Miller (bat shit insane)
Barry Goldwater (lends itself to a color--yellow)
Al Gore (angry and bloated)
Patton
Thomas Dewey--of Dewey beats truman fame
Arch Duke Franz Ferdinand
Paul Schell
Ken Starr

My two favorites, in no order
Mr. Smith (of, "goes to washington fame")
Oedipus (really really "disc"gruntled, plus whenever someone is awful on the team we can banish them, or suggest blinding)

Thursday, September 09, 2004

New Photos


Great Sand Dunes

more here...

Seattle from Kerry Park


Taken two Sundays ago. Later that evening, I walked along Golden Gardens Beach and ate wild blackberrys while watching the sun set. Life is just fine here in Seattle. Just fine indeed.

Hear my cry mainstream press...hear my cry

From The Onion.

Bush Campaign More Thought Out Than Iraq War
WASHINGTON, DC—Military and political strategists agreed Monday that President Bush's re-election campaign has been executed with greater precision than the war in Iraq. "Judging from the initial misrepresentation of intelligence data and the ongoing crisis in Najaf, I assumed the president didn't know his ass from his elbow," said Col. Dale Henderson, a military advisor during the Reagan Administration. "But on the campaign trail, he's proven himself a master of long-term planning and unflinching determination. How else can you explain his strength in the polls given this economy?" Henderson said he regrets having characterized Bush's handling of the war as "incompetent," now that he knows the president's mind was simply otherwise occupied.

This is so close to trenchant analysis that I'm hoping that maybe in this wonderful fantasy world that I live in from time to time....that maybe a real newspaper will write something like this.

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

What Should ABJ name his new dog

I'm soliciting names for the newest addition to ABJ's happy home (without their asking me to do so...so frankly I just want to see what kind of creative names folks can come up with). Currently the mutt is named Manny. He (I think) is a black lab mix and is calmer than Teak (their other dog). ABJ lives in St. Louis, studies Psychology, and is from Boston.

My first few thoughts:
1. Selig(man) for Martin Seligman and the learned helplessness dogs, if the first one is named for Kia's job this one should get to be a psych dog (maybe)
2. Elijah---as in leave the door open for Elijah
3. Max Power--"you don't cuddle with Max Power, you strap yourself in and feel the Gs"
4. C.B. Confirmation bias...dogs are dumb, just like people
5. Hercules Rockefeller
6. Gary...Gary Lambert from The Corrections, or just because it's funny to give dogs people names
7. Buckley--after Jeff (bucky for short), and the dog from Royal Tennenbaums
8. Roxanne--so you can scream\sing the Sting song when you call it. Or nickname it Rox for short.
9. B.F. Skinner--skinny or BF for short
10. Mutt Romney
11. Neuron--Ron for short.
12. Chi Squared
13. Rembrant Q. Einstein

Because of moments like this

the local cable company is probably going to get richer off of me.

I'm going to get cable to watch the daily show.

Watch this

Selling Crazy For Free

I miss being able to say that disparagingly about Dennis. But now I've found, or rather nearly everyone has found a considerably more crazy guy---Alan Keyes. And where I agreed with much of Kucinich's platform...not so much with Alan Keyes.

Keyes has called Obama: a socialist and a liar, implied that he's a racist for saying that he (Obama) was going to give Keyes a spanking, and said that Jesus would vote for him (Keyes).

Political rhetoric, speeches, etc---generally my thing--but this year is just crazy. It's been no holds barred. The vice president in all but declaring that Osama is policy advisor to Kerry. Keyes thinks Jesus loves the little children and hates Obama. The candidate in Oklahoma said that it was a clear choice between good and evil.

It's disgusting. Our political dialogue has been reduced to things from a bar fight.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

What I'd like to hear

So Dick Cheney went all toad-licking crazy on us...and flat out declared that if you vote for Kerry you are voting for more and worse terrorist attacks. Sweet. The nuance of political communications.

My hope would be that the response is something like:

Seems that Dick Cheney and George Bush will do or say anything to the American people to save their own jobs. We (the Johns) are more concerned with doing whatever it takes to create and protect jobs for the American people.

Something like that. But you know better.

Happy First Day of School

A Happy First Day of School to Mark.

Oberlin and Radiohead...Together At Last

From an exco description:

"We'll learn their history and interpret their music at Oberlin College in Oberlin, Ohio, USA. In the class, I'll be exposing the students to nearly every song Radiohead has written, in addition to their music videos, Radiohead TV, MPIE, etc. With homework and class discussions, we'll talk about the themes, literature references, etc that permeate their music, from On a Friday through whatever leaks in the next few months."

Mark emailed this to me. And Brian would have posted it, but the campaign....well you know, gets all crazy this time of year.

Friday, September 03, 2004

Ah Pandagon How Funny You Can Be

From the live blogging of last night's speech:

"'Tonight we set a new goal: seven million more affordable homes in the next 10 years so more American families will be able to open the door and say welcome to my home.'

You know, I was subletting a place this Summer, and though I didn't 'own' it, I still touted it to guests as 'my place'. So if Bush is just putting out these policies so Americans can use more possessives, I think we're okay."

Boo Hoo Bush

I saw it last night, and think I see it again watching the CSPAN tape of the speech.
I think Bush is fighting tears when he talks.

Check the tape just before 57:56 minutes in. I think for just a second he loses composure and then it's back again. But I would bet money that he was fighting tears....or at least a sneeze. So, is Bush showing his "softer side" or behaving like a "girlie-man."

http://www.c-span.org/ go to Pres. Bush Speech...and then skip forward to 57:56.

Why Both the Bush Twins and WB Suck

Watching the twins speak was painful. This has been noted and explained elsewhere. But why? Because adults should never try to sound like angsty teens/youngins. The speech filled with "our family is so square" jokes and "I'm down with American pop culture" references was excruciating. "Our dad knows the difference between mono and Bono." What the fuck does that mean? Mono as in syllabic? Mono-as in nucelosis? What the fuck? This is why the WB lineup sucks (or, caveat here, why I'd imagine that it sucks, cannot say I've really watched much). Adults should not pretend to be teens. It’s not cute, it’s demeaning for all involved---including the audience. We are not so tone deaf as a culture that we have lost our ability to recognize real speech patterns from formulated horsehit. Or at least, I hope so. No wait, we have lost that ability. We live in an age where someone said to their loved one(s)--"you know those Bush daughters are so nice." No, they're smary jerks who all but admitted on national television that they can get away with underage drinking and whatever else they want because the standard for personal responsibility has been eroded with the ferocity and efficiency of a sand castle in a tsunami. Drink underage--fine, but celebrate the new world where contrition is secondary to lying---and you earn my ire.

Oh, and my favorite was the OutKast reference. Our dad doesn't think OutKast is a bunch of misfits. Right because he usually thinks all black people are....oh, wait you meant because of the name outkast...not because they were black performers. Right, and when they (Outkast) rap about "basically America you got fucked" I'm sure the president realized they were talking about the aftermath of the election. Because it sure seemed like the message I took away from the convention was: "America you got fucked. And I'd like to try again."

From War (Big Boi)
For what? I refuse to sit in the backseat and get handled
Like I do nuttin all day but sit around watch the Cartoon Channel
I rap about, the Presidential election and the scandal
that followed, and we all watched the nation, as it swallowed
and chalked it up, basically America you got FUCKED
The media shucked and jived now we stuck - damn!

Thursday, September 02, 2004

GOP Convention Full of umm...Phallus Headed Morons


This is the face of someone who will probably make more in the next 10 years than I'll make in the next 20. Great.

Damn Straight

In a day where I've come to think Zell Miller might be the worst man in Democratic (and that's loosely defined) politics...the Daily Show saves my sanity.

Go here.

Edwards makes a great point:

"The anger we heard from Senator Miller, the anger we heard from the vice president — anger is not going to change this country and do what needs to be done for America," Edwards told a town hall meeting at a community center in this Philadelphia suburb.


Addressing the delegates in New York on Wednesday night, Cheney and Miller portrayed Kerry as a model of indecision whose Senate voting record on national security issues makes him a poor candidate for commander in chief.


Edwards said he wished the Republicans would show "a little anger about the millions of people who lost their health care" and the millions who have lost their jobs in the last four years.

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

AYFKM!

"In a television interview that aired Monday, Bush said the terror war couldn't be won. He amended the comment in his speech to the American Legion, saying it could be won."

Amended. He changed his position completely. Amended. Are you fucking kidding me? He took two sides of the same issue (the central issue to his campaign) in less than 24hours. Amended. This, this is where anneurysms come from.

Horseradish on Your Sundae

I'm feeling so very saucy (snarky, ripe for a fight) today. Not sure why. But I'm like horseradish on a sundae. tabasco in your lemonade. cholula on white bread. Saucy I say. That is all.