Monday, July 28, 2008

Random Thoughts for Tonight

1) Who decided to dig a giant f***ing hole in the middle of Parham road right at the 64 interchange? Traffic was backed up for miles.

2) Texas de Brazil should come with some kind of warning about their sausage. The stuff is amazing, and now I can't stop thinking about it.

3) My coffee percolator came in the mail today! Finally, I've caught up with the 70s!

4) Tonight I bought a box of Reese's Chocolate Peanutbutter Puff cereal for the sole purpose of obtaining the Batman plastic toy inside. I feel 6 years old. But I got the Joker, which was the one I wanted!

I am a pathetic human being

At least, that's the conclusion of the 5 minute color test.

Unable to exert the effort to achieve his objectives. Feels neglected, desiring greater security, warm affection, and fewer problems.
Eager to make a good impression, but worried and doubtful about the likelihood of succeeding. Feels that he has the right ot anything he might hope for, and becomes helpless and distressed when circumstances go against him. Finds the mere possibility of failure most upsetting and this can even lead to nervous prostration. Sees himself as a 'victim' who has been misled and abused, mistakes this dramatization for reality and tries to convince himself that his failure to achieve standing and recognition is the fault of others.
Conditions are such that he will not let himself become intimately involved without making mental reservations.
Needs a peaceful environment. Wants release from stress, and freedom from conflicts or disagreement. Takes pains to control the situation and its problems by proceeding cautiously. Has sensitivity of feeling and a fine eye for detail.
Depleted vitality has created an intolerance for any further stimulation, or demands on his resources. A feeling of powerlessness subjects him to agitation and acute distress. Tries to escape from this by relinquishing the struggle, and by finding peaceful and restful conditions in which to recuperate in an atmosphere of affection and security.
Disappointment at the non-fulfillment of his hopes and the fear that to formulate fresh goals will only lead to further setbacks have resulted in considerable anxiety. He is trying to escape from this into a peaceful and harmonious relationship, protecting him from dissatisfaction and lack of appreciation.


Either that, or I just like the color blue better than orange. Seriously, is there nothing good about me?

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Le Affair Edwards

This story about an Edwards affair could get ugly pretty fast.

If you haven't heard, the National Enquirer broke a story about Edwards having an illegitimate love child with a ex-staffer while his wife battles for her life against cancer. I, like most Americans, have a rather dim view of tabloids in general, and my initial reaction to this was a groan and an eye roll. But the story didn't burn itself out in 24 hours, people with more time than me figured out that the Enquirer has a better track record than you might think when it comes to this kind of stuff, and then Edwards was caught hiding from reporters in the bathroom of the hotel the woman was staying at. At 2:45 AM. And the Enquirer now says it has pictures.

I really really don't want to believe that this is true. Edwards is our Golden Boy right now: the young and attractive former Senator whose cause is to help people less fortunate than most, and is the only major primary candidate who didn't have large numbers of people opposed to his candidacy. Everybody likes Edwards. If it really turns out to be true that he cheated on his cancer-stricken wife with a young blonde staffer and had an illegitimate child by her ... well, his star would fade pretty fast, and rightly so. I don't care if it doesn't have any bearing on how he'd reform health care, on some level I expect him to be a decent human being, and this kind of crap isn't what a decent human being does.

The Troop Visit

Some of my friends may shoot me if they read this, but to the extent that there's any there there, the recent flap about Obama not visiting wounded soldiers during his stop in Germany is more the Obama campaign's fault, not the Pentagon's.

For thos unfamiliar with the story, the nickel version is that during his international tour Obama planned to visit a military hospital in Germany, where wounded Iraq vets are recovering, but the visit was cancelled rather abruptly and without good explanation at first. The McCain campaign pounced, and released an ad attacking Obama for not caring about the troops when there aren't cameras around. A pretty cheap shot, but effective among some groups, and really, why was the visit cancelled?

Well, it turns out that the Pentagon, like the rest of government, has strict rules about mixing campaign business with official business. They told Obama that he was more than welcome to visit the hospital, but that he could only be accompanied by official Senate staff, not presidential campaign staff. But they only told him this on Wednesday, after he'd already left the US with a planeful of campaign staff only.

The Obama campaign (and plenty of his more arduent supporters) are playing this up as the Pentagon's fault because the Pentagon didn't inform the campaign about the policy until after Obama'd already left the country, but that doesn't hold water. First, it should be the job of somebody on the campaign to make sure all the i's are dotted and t's are crossed and take care of details like this. That's what makes a good campaign. Second, the Pentagon told them on Wednesday. The visit was supposed to be on Friday. They couldn't find any Obama Senate staffer willing to fly over and meet his boss in Germany? Finally, there weren't any Senate staff along on this trip at all? Frankly, that's amazing, given that the trip is an official Senate delegation, Senators Hagel and Reed are also along on the trip, and Obama himself said that it's important to remember he's going as a Senator, not as a candidate. So what does he do? He brings dozens of campaign staff with him but not a single Senate staffer, for either him or his two colleagues?. Sheesh.

(The Pentagon's selective enforcement and timing not withstanding, I agree with this policy of official government staff only; wounded soldiers are not campaign props, and having people there whose only purpose is political campaigning is pretty blatant.)

More Animals

First, mah bucket!

Second, what happens when you take in a lost little lion cub, raise him like a house kitten, release him back into the wild, and then go to visit him in his new pride a few years later? Answer: lion kisses!

Friday, July 25, 2008

A few Lucy Pics

I've been neglecting the blog for about 2 weeks. My bad. Soon enough I'll have a big post on the new apartment, but for now, heeeeeeere's Lucy!

Silly daddy, bills is not for paying, bills is for cushioning my royal bumpkus!


The cheetah's striped fur lets it blend in with its natural surroundings, allowing it to stalk its prey without being detected.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Mormons: No Calendar of Men for You!

Fans of Mormon hunks everywhere lost a battle today. The creator of "Men on a Mission" - a calendar of shirtless, beefy, Mormon men - has been excommunicated by the LDS.

The Mormon Council of Elders refused to comment on the story.


Hmm, I wonder where I can snag me one of those calendars?

Monday, July 14, 2008

All Hope is Lost

You can't really see this, but this is a picture of a handwritten sign on a McDonalds that reads:
"drive thur only"

(picture soon)

I fear for humanity's future.

Friday Night with Friends

On Friday night Justin, Danielle and I tried a new restaurant named Bistro R. Its website lists concoctions such as duck-cognac pate with brie and braised lamb with roasted vegetables; the pictures show tablecloths with wine bottles on top; and it's very close to my old apartment, which had me wondering why I'd never heard of this particular restaurant before. Well, we went for dinner on Friday, and it didn't quite live up to expectations.

The plate of braised lamb had a LOT of lamb on it, which was good, but for some reason was covered in tomato paste. The rest of the food was decent but not spectacular, and the atmosphere has kind of a old-couples-come-here-for-aniversary-dinners feel to it.

But, then we went for ice cream! Danielle had a craving for DippinDots, so off we went in search of said dots. We had an address but couldn't find the shop; eventually we figured out it was inside the mall (even though it isn't listed on the directory, go figure). Mmmmm.... dippin dots, they bring out the kid in all of us.


Justin needed a new pair of sneakers, so we took the opportunity to go shoe shopping, where I located this freakish mutant offspring of a dress shoe and a sandle.

Seriously, who would wear something like this? For that matter, what would you wear with it? I wouldn't be caught dead wearing these with shorts, and really, what's the point of wearing them with pants? No wonder they were reduced.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

The Tomato: Science vs the Supreme Court

Something I already knew: According to the scientific definition of flesh surrounding a seed or seeds, a tomato is a fruit.

Something I didn't know: In 1893, the US Supreme Court, for tariff purposes, legally declared the tomato to be a vegetable.

Something else I didn't know, but should have known: "Vegetable" is a purely culinary term, and has no scientific meaning whatsoever. The official difference between a fruit and a vegetable? Fruit is served with dessert, vegetables are served with dinner.

Sunday, July 06, 2008

Weekend Roundup

Weekend super-post!

Fourth of July with Justin, Danielle, and Jen! Fun! No picture!

136 cookies! Fun!


Ducks who are horribly, horribly lost. Weird!


People who have 36 items in the express checkout! Bah!